Deacon Ed's Poems: Occupied Territories

My heart lies open for all to see,
Possessed and held by one I love,
Taken captive and not set free,
A fit so fine like hand in glove.

My mind is held in gentle grip,
So softly loved, a gentle touch,
His grip so light that I could slip
Abounding love that teaches much.

My life I give in service now,
To Him who fills my every thought,
Before His throne my head I bow,
And pray to serve him as I ought.