Your love is like a ladder
that reaches down from heaven
with honey smeared
on every step
to tempt me
with the taste
back to grace
and through God's gates.
Your love is like the nectar
that mixes with morning dew
to cook a feast
of sweet salvation
that soothes my stomach
with the strength
to reach the promise
of a future paradise.
Your love is like a garden
where innocence is righteous
and no fruit is forbidden
when we bite the ripened knowledge;
juices that flow
like the fountain of youth
keep my spirit in tune
to the symphony
of birds
that sing for our hearts.