#on devotion

This morning I read something among the lines of "love is an act to be taken kneeling". And so I started thinking about how I am able to love you in such devotion. Devoted in a way that your sayings fill up my walls, be it the ones of my room or the ones in my mind. It's the way every heartbeat of mine is a prayer to be a step closer. And the way your (or our) belongings sit anywhere mixed between mine. So I'll kneel at the edge of my bed, hands clasped tightly, and I'll be so deep into this pleading, and my faith will be so strong, that for a moment, the hands I'll be clasping will be yours instead of my own.