Creative love keeps on going and going.. it's always heading on...
Creative love, it's when I offer you
my body as a living sacrifice,
to do whatever you'd like it to do
I find you bigger than I realized.
Creative love made ev'ry pleasure we've
experienced, and happiness we've had:
from gentle touch, to how a couple weaves
themselves together, and are very glad.
Or just a simple smile, a moment shared,
or knowing-nod between adults who see
the immaturity of children where
development is growing, right & free.
The pleasure in some beauty once beheld,
or when the beauty holds you back from what
you would have done, if beauty had not welled
up in that instant, to let it be got.
And deeper joy, that makes all pleasure seem
insipid, since it's temporarily
experienced, and hardly what I'd mean
by what's enduring, growing more strongly.
The joy of love, relating as true friends;
if friendship of itself persists through death;
this joy I say, could lead to joyous ends
depending on whose will gives us each breath.
So Christ, for that same joy, you'd scorn a cross -
a public execution and demise.
That joy makes up for anything that's lost.
When you believe in love, that's no surprise.
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