these pages #2

these words
on pages electric
burn
the air i breathe,
Lord.

they are not poetry
instead they are
prayer
visible enough to be spoken
like my heart should say
them
to You, Jesus.

let them burn me
from the inside
out
into a shape
able
to be with You
in places ELECTRIC
with Your Presence.

i want to be like You
in every way
conceivable.

should my words
burn
none other than
me
may they burn me
brightly...
may they
turn me into
flame!