A Table for Two.

I cleanse my soul of shadow’s trace,

Of night’s unwanted, hidden face.

A dream that came without consent—

I rise, resist, and stay unbent.

This temple fasts, this spirit prays,

I walk in light, not lustful haze.

For I am more than dreams defiled—

I’m God's beloved, Heaven’s child.

No longer bound by what was wrong,

I call forth love that’s rich and strong.

A man of kindness, wealth, and grace,

With God’s own fire upon his face.

He gives with joy, protects with might,

He loves me through the day and night.

No chains of flesh, no games of pride—

Just open arms and hearts that glide.

So, angels, hear this prayerful song,

Align my steps where I belong.

Prepare the path, prepare the man,

The one God drew with sovereign hand.

Together we shall build and grow,

With seeds of faith, our love will flow.

No counterfeit, no dream’s illusion—

Just truth and grace in sweet inclusion.

Let all who read, and seek the same,

Invoke pure love, not lustful flame.

A table set for two, divine—

Where spirit, soul, and hearts align.