I am Guilty-A Poem

I am Guilty

Of memorizing his eyes, above Your word that dispels lies

I am guilty 

Of knowing the very curves of his lips and yet trip in every aspect of a life of purity

I am guilty

Of marveling in the sweet warmth of his touch, above Your touch of righteousness

I am guilty

Of singing his praise in the crevices of my soul ,above singing praise to the lover of my soul

I am guilty

Of giving my body as an offering of lust, above the knowledge of Your suffering that bought me at a high price.

I am guilty

Of having my every thought consumed by him, above the unadulterated want of You

I am guilty

Of being his slave, instead of living in joyous service of You

I am guilty

And to be judge by You

You would find me guilty too

But a price you payed

The Christ man made

To make a way for this heart gone astray

So a choice I must make

To be found laying naked in his arms or to return to the embrace of Your all sufficient grace

What will the verdict be?

Am I guilty?