He is waiting
Praying
Interceding for us
His Bride
While we stumble
Scramble
And fall asleep
Waiting for Someone
Who is waiting for us
To arise from slumber
Within
Dusty
Dirty
Rusty with lust
For this world
And its pleasures
How did she come
To this place
Of desolation
Within
A bride emaciated
In dirty rags
Starts to feel
His heartbeat
Within
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