Trading Love

I have to say that writing poems to You
has made me love--and made me love You--more,
perhaps ‘cause You I’m more attentive to,
and so we tell each other what’s the score.

Though there are seldom words I can express
the way I feel, yet still the words are true,
and never do I feel You fail to bless
this little repartee between us two.

For if the words in me burn like a fire,
I feel from You Your love like fire too,
they must come out; though they’re what You inspire,
they still can tell only a bit of You.

I do not write to look for some reward,
just trading love with You’s enough, O Lord.

                          by Pete Voelz      12/3/13