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You Are!

My heart, not afraid to show, the love inside. You’re the one, in whom I share hopes; the one, inside all my dreams. My love, is your love. Let it be an umbrella, shielding your heart from the rain. Don’t, ever close your heart. How else, can my love be the boldest thief. Wanting for another moment, take your every breath. Me and you, under the canopy of love. My soul, can’t get two steps away. And not to feel your love, tugging on every string. Your love and mine, may not always be fine. But, we’ve found our forever, two hearts in twine, three strands strong. You are, my breathless; God’s love, the breadth. It’s not, heaven in your eyes, it’s in your heart. True love, not about being mesmerized; knowing, love’s a daily prize. Into you I see, within me the love will truly be. Every day, I don’t have to think, about what kind of love I’m getting. In you, my heart already knows, the kind of love I have. For me, it’s not about what I feel; but what, you need my heart to be. In love, always, and forever. Love, not about what you’re honored to do. But what through love, your soul is privileged to become. A heart, giving love faithfully. Even when, my heart looked through blinders. Within my soul, there was absolutely no mistaking. I could always see, our forever… in love. Whatever, you have to face. That’s, what my love has to face… through your eyes. Let, my heart be perfectly clear. God’s love is the breadth, that has made your heart the vision, ever before my soul. A reflection of His love, that what… you are!

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Timeless!

In this moment, in this space, in this time; in these very moments. In the here, in the now. Wherein every breath, moments to hold precious. The moments, a heart should breathe deeply, and treasure. Where time-less, becomes moments passed; to never be seen again. Love, the created timeless beauty. Within a soul captured, a heart captivated by the endless gaze. Face to face, heart in heart; through the sands of time. Two hearts, not affected by the passing of time. Two antiques fashioned, by the hand of a true artistry. Two souls embraced forever, by the light of the Son. The love on display, to showcase it was the creation, of a masterful design. For even though time passes, the love still ageless. The beauty, likened to the essence of a perennial flower. Through every season has change, the love a perpetual bloom. A love endearing, two hearts enduring the test of time. Poetry in motion, moving a heart to create such emotions. This union, of heart and soul. A love story, time tested; playing so surreal. The love true, and so real. Our love song, now and forever, to be a timeless classic. Here I am, my love; to forever be the knight, shining gallantly. Whenever the night tries, to eclipse the beauty of your timeless light. Here will I wait, forever to be the place. Where time will surely stand still, for a love never ending. In my heart, the love is Timeless; living in the moment!

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When You, Encounter Deeper!

When, all is stripped away; to show a heart exposed. Though a convincing heartbeat, for love to be truly noticed; there also needs to be, a strong moving rhythm. What love is, not the same as; what love is, meant to becomes. To what, only the true breadth of love can reveal. My soul has come, but still becoming. You may not plan, to get so deep; but perhaps that’s the place, where a heart needs to be. To be the realization, but just realizing alone; will never make true sense. If a heart doesn’t also realize, what truly makes love take the breath? Longing, still nothing without needing. Not to breathe it all in, but why becomes the wait… to exhale? Love, something worth wanting; but, something special comes through the having. Love, comes to bless the heart. But every gift requires openness, for the true blessing to be attained. I never expected, to become deep. But, love will take you there. When you believe, the destiny to be predestined!

Through an act freely giving, the love flows like a deep moving river. Likened to a pebble, gracefully moving; without skipping a beat. Making the ripples become an effect, truly profound. To become the fall, into an unfathomable depth. Deep, calls you to know deeper. But, without the stepping out to go beyond; depth will never be realized. Love is a song, but a song in of itself… mere words. If the song in part, not a love profoundly true. It all comes, back to the heart. No one, can ever claim you made it; love. But, you have the opportunity to unequivocally proclaim; your heart truly knows, what makes love Divine. Some days, the heart feelings like a wheel. The day is rolling along, but then suddenly; your soul hits, a subtle bump in the road. Even, when the day seems winding; therein becomes a moment. To look deep within the heart, to search the soul… for deeper. More than a touch, what just moves, or deeply felt. When, the love becomes truly apparent? That’s when you have truly encountered, deeper!

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When Pen…

Your love, has such a way with my heart. Your love gives my heart the ability, to express what was buried deep within. It might seem, my heart has a way with words; but it’s not so. My heart is just the pen, Your love the ink. A crimson love, what flows endlessly. Words, captured by the heart; stirred up deep within. But first, my heart had to learn how to deal; with a wayward mind. So my soul could know how to pour out the love, within a heart… moved by words. When pen meets paper, love will forever be the story. A heart trying to write down, every single drop of the love. Within every stroke, love illuminated through words. Undeniable, the love never having to be questioned. Intentional, evident when the love resonates. My heart doesn’t need a ruler, straight and to the point; how depth of love is measured. I won’t to tip toe, around my insecurities. There’s nothing impressive in the writing, it’s the love that makes the story breathe; through a love deeply felt. A heart speechless, letting the love speak; through each word!

How deep is this love, the length, height, and breadth; beyond simple words. My heart watches in true amazement, how fear is just shadows; that doesn’t cast a single doubt. There’s vulnerability, in being broken. But love can never truly flow deeply, if the unknown is what becomes the focus. Forever changed, a heart and soul gelled within, love divine. Stop my heart, let Your love be the only thing; that moves my soul. Let the love within overflow, a heart sharing a thousand stories. Expand my heart, contract my soul; let every moment be breathless. Let every breath within my lungs, be a heart captivated by the overwhelming breadth. In my heart there’s life, Your love is what flows. If You were to ever remove the love, my heart would surely have nothing; worth writing about. As long as You live deep within, the love will never end. Every time when Pen, meets paper; may it be undeniably clear, the love… is You!

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What I Owe!

Every breath, I owe You my life. You weren’t under any obligation, my debit You paid. The love You showed, why You’ve won my heart. Your love, the open invitation; make my heart, Your forever home. When darkness was the prison, grace was the key. Your love the light, shining on me. Independence, the day; Your love validated my worth. My heart, will never withdraw; let Your love be, the only redeemer. My soul made a vow, to press into You. No retreat, the value; in the surrendered. Your love painted the perfect picture, but only in the drawing closer. Can a heart truly see what was in the creation. A soul was created, to reflect the true color of love. The heart a masterpiece, painted by a deep crimson love. My heart became indebted, freedom was in a name. I don’t ever want to be in the black, knee deep in the red; under the canopy of love. Even if I don’t see it, love is… working. Building me up, moving; underneath every breath. Redeeming, that’s the quality. Profitable, what this love is. Faithful, what You are. Excess love, ever increasing; when my heart learned how to trust. My fundamental commitment, no emotional withdrawals, and never doubt the love!

Your heart, doesn’t owe me anything; but Your love gives everything, my heart will ever need. Thank You, for letting my heart borrow against Your love. When it was a soul, deep in… borrowed time. Again and again, whenever my heart needed a friend; Your love never denied me… anything. How can I ever repay, when the cost was so great? The price paid, the debt forever forgiven. You made the sacrifice, so my soul could truly be free… to thrive. Kindness, the undisputed currency. So much greater, than silver and gold. What I Owe, can never be repaid. Give me forever, to show a truly grateful heart. Like sand through an hourglass, time will fade. But not the moments, my heart, and Your love… gets to cherish. At the end of days, it’s a higher return; when the reciprocal, begets the return. The love, all my heart. All the passion within, all the accumulated desire; what I give back. A heart once bankrupt, now redeemed by a choice made. A soul now in a place, positioned to go; from glory to glory. A heart in a place, where love is forever found, and mercy reigns. Tic, Tac, Whoo. Your love has positioned my heart, to forever be on the winning side… of greatness!

What I Owe, that my soul can define. But, my heart can’t seem to find the words; to make this be easily explained. It’s a conundrum, my soul calls this love a treasure. But my heart, knows it as such a priceless love; both equally true. I had options; invest, or live wild… but free? But my soul, didn’t want to miss out. It’s not about a prosperous future, but knowing the true… predestined destiny. My heart in a place, where fear has become absolutely powerless; in the here, and now. Within a river so deep, and so wide; within the endless overflow. Where you’re filled, with so much peace; hope forever found. Finding an overwhelming love again and again, and the depth untold. To know the breadth, and experience what it is. Where death has no hold, through an inherited release. Only, if my soul could truly put it into words? Truly come up with just one thing, to explain what my heart is struggling to articulate? Oh, that would be Amazing. So, where did I meet this extraordinary love; At the Cross. And, What I Owe, Everything… I am!

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I Can’t!

• Right up front I will let you know, this is a bit longer than usual. A part of the story, that was laid on my heart this week; to write and share. May it be a blessing, may it move you… closer to His heart!

For as far back as my heart can remember, I can see how God’s love; has been my refuge. Before my heart knew how to breathe, He was already my breath. Whenever my soul wanted to hide from the world, Hide and Seek; what the heart within a silent river, played day after day. My heart knew how to be quiet, but my soul restless; not yet knowing the stillness. But God, His love always knew; exactly where to find my heart. When my soul started the seeking; His love, what my heart found… every time. The heart of a child, didn’t yet know how to truly feel; but my soul, within an embrace. Why my heart can say, without any hesitation; I Can’t… do anything on my own. Every day is a fight, but never a struggle… for my heart. Even when my heart didn’t yet understand, my soul knew a long time ago; who I am, and who is the breadth. My heart can breathe, but I Can’t… take a breath; if not through His love!

He says I can do all things, but I know; only if His love… is what moves me. He says I’m a conqueror, but I couldn’t win a single battle; in my own strength. I can tell ten thousand stories, in my own words, but I still wouldn’t be able to move a single heart. If His love wasn’t the breath, breathing through each verse. I could repeat a thousand times; I think I can, I think I can. We can say all the right words, but it takes faith to believe… you can. When I stumble, I don’t have to worry about the fall. He died, so His love can show a heart… how to rise again. So many think, that I am so strong; but I tell you the truth. I would be truly weak, if His love wasn’t the power… that moves within. What can ever compare, to the greatest love; a heart will ever know?

Let me share with you, why iWirte. Why my heart is just the pen, His love forever the ink. About ten years ago, I had a moment, an encounter; a shift within my heart and soul. I was a Christian for twenty four years, doing everything asked of my heart. Head down, heart wide open; but the journey. One faithful step forward, only to see all the footprints; get washed away. A heart devastated, just like that little boy; a heart feeling so alone. But God, He took my heart; back through the pages of my life. To show, to reveal to my heart; the times when His love… never left me. That it was His love pulling me through, from what should have broken my spirit. You see, my praying grandmother made sure from I could walk; that God’s love, would be a part of my life. Even though He had a hold of my soul, I didn’t give Him my heart; until the age of fifteen. After giving my heart, the focused was just one thing; His love. My heart was so in love, but why not. Unbeknownst to the heart of a child, God was loving on my soul… for fifteen years!

I don’t believe in fairy tales, I trust in God. There is truly nothing in the world, I want, there’s nothing my heart will ever need; than this love. The search for love was over, the very moment I could clearly see. There’s a captivating love story, written on my heart. Why my soul no longer needs to hide, because my heart will forever seek. I Can’t, I Couldn’t, I Won’t, I Don’t… want to breathe, or even take a breath. If this love, is not what moves my heart. A textbook introvert, gave his heart. To receive sight, through an awoken soul. This love will always have my heart, for when I needed it the most; His love hovered. Creating within my soul, a deeper meaning to love. I Can’t do nothing; But, God Can… do it all. Joy, Hope, Peace, Strength; a Refuge. I Can’t even take credit, for who I am. His Story, His Voice; my heart; but His Love… within. Father, everything my soul has ever searched for, found complete… in You!

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Forever; The Dance!

Forever, what it seems like. Your love, my heart; this dance. As a child, I couldn’t yet recognize; it was an unfamiliar lyric. But even though my heart wasn’t familiar with the rhythm; Your love, was the song. The Lover of my soul, what You are. My first love, the ever last; the best love my heart has ever known. The love that stills, is the love that moves; soulfully. A slow waltz, a sweet lullaby; how Your love, won the heart of a babe. A heart trying to know love, a heart needing to understand true love. It was in the quietness, alone within the stillness of my soul; where my heart was held close!

But then, there was the coming of age; a boy to a teen. A heart held within an embrace, the slow waltz; turned into a slow dance. A heart beginning to know love, a love slowly breaking down the walls. There came a day, the day I invited You in; to dance forever. Young love, a teenage heart; but it was total surrender. Oh, Lord; You, me. A heart wide open, forever exposed. It seems like just yesterday, the summer of 2019; marks thirty four years. Your love, my heart; embraced in a forever dance. A heart learning how to trust, a soul now knowing what it truly is to be loved. Unconditionally, within a forever embrace. A heart forever moved, by the rhythm of Your love; dance with me!

But then, the lover of my soul; introduced my heart to another. A love so real, a dance partner to share the dance. How unselfish, how utterly thoughtful; to let my heart dance with another. It wasn’t a tap out, but a tap in… to a master plan. How two hearts become whole, through a slow dance; through a lifetime commitment. Oh turn the music up, this is my jam; You Are My Lady, dance with me. Oh girl, I see it in your eyes; your love dances, forever with my heart. Sweet lady, the lover of my soul; wants our love to dance, into forevermore. That love will always be first, the one true love; my heart has ever known. So Milady, are you truly willing; to be a part of this dance, share this heart of mine?

Lady, put your heart forever into my hands; and dance with me. I promise, this love will never be; just a song and dance, this love is forever. Let my love, play throughout your hearts and soul; ALWAYS, our forever song. God’s love is the candlelight, our hearts forever the flame. If we fan the flame, His love will light up our heart; to forever bask in the Afterglow. Lord, whenever I get lost for words, Your love doesn’t even have to say a word. Take me by the heart, dance with me forever. Let the world disappear, all I need to see; just Your heart. Words can’t even begin to express the feelings, this slow dance; this forever embrace!

Real Love, falling in love every time our hearts meet; the hold, that just won’t let go. A presence that leaves a heart breathless, forever swept away. Lord, lady; what we have here, it’s all I truly need, to know I’m loved. Small still whispers, how this love began. I will forever hold tight, Your love; I keep it close to my heart. During the business of my mind, my heart will always take moments to reflect. Lord, a quiet stroll through Your heart; how I get to in Your love. Every day, the dawn of every morning; it’s another embrace. A kiss upon my heart, then out into our Forever; The Dance, within my heart!

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The Quintessence!

Your heart, can be the most. Though, the vision not perfect. Love, will never measure up… to perfection. But, should always rise to the challenge, to be an example, of a faithful heart. Life shapes, but love becomes. Words, can be seen as typical. So, when the heart speaks, let the love be known… as practical. A heart, doesn’t have to become intense. For the love, to be immense. How heartfelt is it to know, you don’t have to know; how to breathe well, to know true living. Through every season, another stage, another encore. A heart reliving, another day; acting out your best life. Through, another quintessential, repeat performance. True love, with every breath. Don’t let, it be another act… one; seen too, many times. Leaving the question, to be asked. Love, oh love; where art thou? A house, is not a home; until love, resides there… in the heart. A hill, will never be alive, with the sound of music. Until, your heart begins to sing. Crawl, walk, run… to the front of the line, with vim, and vigor. And, if your heart stumbles? Rise up, everyday; to glean another quintessence. What, your heart will need, to move forward… faithfully? Pursue the day, chase after dreams; but always, let love find your heart… content. To know, the precious moments, we step up. Through every season, we man up. Embrace you, and your heart will embrace the role. Hold it close, and the love will be held dear!

You don’t, need a day; to celebrate your worth. Just a lifetime, to let your heart be the gift, that keeps giving. Your love, doesn’t have to be an ocean. A silent river, can have depth. A heart, being swept away, by a deepening love. You, don’t have to feel special. But your heart, should especially be a heart needed. You, don’t need power, to be the strongest. Even to have, your own undeniable strength. You don’t need, to know how to land the perfect ten. For a heart, to flawlessly demonstrate, head over heels. A soul, doing endless; breathless summersaults. For love, to win, become truly relevant. It needs, to show up on time. The heart, has to want to be there. And the soul, needs to be engaged. So the love, can be even closer. Your love, doesn’t have to be impressive, just impressed… with the deeper meaning. Though, the real struggle; trying to live… up to a lookalike role model. Here’s, my take. The role of a father, about modeling, a good character, not a perceived expectation. Men, you don’t have to be, completely self-assured; for love to thrive, self-contained. Let your love, be a friend. Your heart, known as a true father. Not just a figure, of speech. When, the heart can truly answer; the quintessential question. Love will surely breathe out, the profound truth. Can, the heart of a child know; how deep the Father’s love? True love, in the essence, not just the presence. The picture, doesn’t need perfection; but needs to be seen, in the best light. The personification, the substance, the representation; The Quintessence!

In loving memory, of my baby girl; Justinea Angelina Richards. March 9, 1990 to March 2, 2021 – Inspired, by your love!

* Happy Father’s Day! May your hearts, be blessed!

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Taken Captive!

What, is a heart to do, what can a soul truly say; when love, takes your breath captive? Your heart, arrested. Your breath, held… forever. The soul, embracing the new found captivity. Every day, every moment, every thought, every breath; Taken Captive. The soul, detained; love unrestrained. The heart, captivated; no longer a prisoner, to what holds you bound. True love, is a soul not confined; to become refined, every breath defined. Captured love, every penned up breadth, released. So the days, can be tangible. The years, favorable, and every breath, memorable. No more shackles, your captivator, your captivating love… one in the same. Breadth, held hostage. Will never give a heart, the freedom… to breathe. Just, a soul freed; the ransom given. A heart knowing, the beautiful release, your every breath!

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The Concealer!

The flaws, what we try hard to hide. The heart, trying to seem perfect, within an imperfect world. So, the heart keeps it secret. What, should be deeply applied; only sometimes implied. Love, I could show you, but; would rather just make it up. What’s, not so easily complied; kept, neatly tucked away. What needs to be revealed, concealed; a heart in disguise. Covering the hurt, concealing the pain. We wink, to cover up the wince. The play, for a jar made of clay. Don’t, let anyone see you blink, to give your soul time to think. Suppress your feeling, or become a heart exposed… as only human? It’s okay, to not be okay. Beauty, can come out of ashes. The brave-hearted, that shows you can find strength, in your vulnerability. Under the quiet, and in the silence. Be moved, to be bold; showcase your worth. You, don’t have to confess. We’ve all, have encountered mess. Trying to find our best, through every test. To help bring about, a peaceful night’s rest. In a time, where lines can become buried. We don’t, have to let our heart and soul. Become afraid, of living out your truth; your hopes, and dreams. Strong faith, though sight unseen. A heart knowing, a crimson love. The soul, brushed against the breadth. A cosmetic smile, just a veneer. When a heart, tries to seem polished. The soul, emanating varying shades… of love. With, each look in the mirror; things, still not as they should appear. The true meaning of love, it’s found, draped within a scarlet glow. Rather, than being noticed; we pretend, everything is okay. The love concealed, within bottled up emotions. Life, can sometimes seem, like a masked ball. A private dancer, looking for a love; that will slow dance with your heart. Out of sight, doesn’t mean out of mind. Every heart, has an identity, with a destiny. Deeply flawed, seen through the right lens. Reflects a heart, with a purpose, the love beautifully becoming. The Concealer, that transcends!

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Affirm!

May every heart, testify. Tell the whole world, your soul knows the breadth of love. Tell everybody, you see love; it’s in every horizon. For it shimmers, glows radiantly; and glistens, in the afterglow. Yell, how you just can’t help yourself. Love, helps you conquer fear, climb the highest mountain. Tell, how you’re relentlessly going to brag and boast. You feel, how love profoundly moves. It’s the air, you breathe in breathlessly. Tell about the moment, you awoke from a deep dream. To find love, was laying gently on your soul; and how, your heart couldn’t stop dreaming… for the next encounter. Let your heart Affirm, you know the beauty, and how stunningly it seems to find, you breathless. Yes, I’m sure you remember; the moment you thought, you lost love? Only to find, it’s always waiting in the shadows. To cast not a single doubt, love is forever. Affirm, that you know the very moment. When love called your heart closer, how breathlessly it leans in; to be a love so deeply felt. Tell the critics, about the moment. When love became magical, it made your breath disappear. Tell the story, how love began. How it birthed, in you a deep desire. Tell how, love is sweet, so delightful; Affirm, it’s heavenly. Declare Boldly the Good News, you’ve found love, and; “AFTER LOVING YOU, YOUR HEART COULD NEVER LOVE ANOTHER… THE SAME WAY!” Give true love; your Affirmation!

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Wealth Transfer!

What, are you banking on? May it truly be, a profitable portfolio. Not, with just what the heart wants, but what the soul needs. So, what is your heart looking to invest in? What kind of wealth, is your soul willing to store up? For that’s, where your true inheritance is found. An enlightened mind, contains a wealth of information. But, it still needed to be undergirded with wisdom. For the truth therein, to truly be evident. Lack of knowledge, can only be the first excuse. So therefore, Ask, Seek, Knock… down every barrier. Be a heart empowered, not a soul indebted… to fear. On the river bank, a heart needs to step out into the water. So a crimson tide, can take your soul to a desired destiny. Liquidate your fear, and the future becomes a greater gain. A true wealth transfer, more than monetary gain. What a heart retains, and what a soul attains. The evidence, through your faith; when sight unseen. A valuable possession, knowing that in everything; apply sound judgment. So that your inheritance, is wealth with abundance. We, can read a book; but if the words don’t resonate? The reading, becomes just meaningless words, with no wealth… transferred. An enriched heart, becomes a prosperous soul. You don’t have to be rich, to know true wealth. Material prosperity, has a value; but it can never add to what, gives a heart the greatest treasure. A love that’s truly priceless, and desirable. A commodity, with true meaning. Missing nothing, or lacking anything. Giving the heart, an inherited strength. Leaving the soul, with an inherent beauty. An inheritance, the depth becoming an ocean. A heart, taking a deeper dive. To partake, in a plentiful transfer. A soul being supplied, with the greatest known resource, love that’s undeniable. When love, becomes the principal reason; the true interest of the heart. The Wealth, becomes compounded. For the soul, will eagerly want to contribute, be part of the sound investment. The Transfer: The love, moving from one heart, deposited into another. A shift, with a give, and take. A good man, leaves an inheritance… to go with the legacy, of love!

“The Lord bless you, and keep you. May the Lord make His face to shine upon you, be gracious to you. May the Lord lift His countenance upon you, and give you His peace.” And may you let His love, rest upon your heart! Numbers 6:24-26 ESV

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Cascading Love!

The breadth, what unravels your heart. Unveils a soul, distracted by the cascading love. A song, steeply cascades, with a sweet rhythmic melody. The feeling, like a fresh wind. Blowing the mind, with every gentle whisper. A heart racing, a soul drowning; breathlessly in the mist, love like a waterfall. In the quiet, a silent river is pouring out, the depth a tranquil stream. The beauty, a fountain of love. That flows endlessly, through every vein. The breadth, deeply felt. The gentleness, profoundly moving. In the awe, living in the solace. Deep within the stillness, love found… crashing against every heartbeat. The breadth is held deeply, every breath taken slowly. The soul, waiting to exhale. In the daytime, dreams are found. In the nighttime, the love magically glistens. Beneath the moonlight, love lighting up beautifully. Fireworks, cascading like shooting stars. Showering the soul, with a dazzling display. The heart, hanging on every copious breadth. The love hovering, the soul lingering; for every baited breath. Every cascaded moment, will surely bring rise. To know a love greater than, a fleeting emotion. For how every breadth thereafter, and every drip in between, becomes another heartfelt plunge. A heart in so deep, the soul rapidly descends… breathless into the bliss. The Cascading Love!

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Be At Home!

Home, where the heart is… loved the most. On my door, my heart; your name, etched deep within the crevices. Your love, has never been alarmed. By what, lies in a silent insecurity. The systematic heartbeats, the love concealed; beneath every breath. My brick house, to you a facade. My walls, just clay. Molded, by the strength of your love. A love keen, into me, you see. To make a glass house pristine, no brokenness seen. Your love, the key. That made in me, a heart thrown wide open; into open arms. My heart, invited you in. To have your love stay, with me… forever. Your love, will always be welcomed here; heart and soul. My air, conditioned on my heart knowing. Your love, makes my soul exhale. You, have yet to judge me, by my mess… ed up attitude. When therein, lies served up platitude. Food for thought, my heart gets full, by all the gracious love. Tender, and so profoundly. Your love, swept my heart away. I don’t, want to seem so laid back. But my heart can’t help, leaning on your love. Where I find my peace, nestled up against your heart. My love, will find ways to touch you. I know, I can always trust you, to have my back. To be, or not to be, will never a question. In the night, love, you illuminate. The light, that never cast any doubts. Just a soul, forever enlightened. To know, when I lay my soul down. Your love, waits in the shadows. To whisper a lullaby, with a sweet melody. A love song, playing throughout my soul, and echo in the daydreams. At the end of my days, my heart, comes out of the coldness. Swayed by the love, held by the warmth; found trembling within the embrace. There’s a fire within, placed there by your love. Left blazing, burning beautifully, in my soul. In the ashes, my wings were found. A soul, free to soar higher. When time, strikes another heartstring. For the love, will meet me here again, so it can; Be at Home!

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The Sponge!

Why shouldn’t my heart, become a sponge? When, it comes to matters of the heart? Why shouldn’t my soul, let the love soak deeply in? Soak up, love into the deep places? All, that my soul can absorb. To know substantive, is to have the true understanding. That your heart, can’t truly be content, leaning on love. If your soul, can’t also find rest, in the essence. That makes, there be a noticeable change. A heart and soul, drench through and through. Love, wins the heart; will forever capture the imagination. That pads the soul, insulates from the immaterial. The heart becomes bathed, in the love. The soul washed, by the beauty. Depth, widens breadth; that deepens the experience. Not what dissipates, with a fleeting emotion. To be, or not to be. Only a question, without a momentous choice. A heart soaked, by the submergence. For the love to permeate, the soul needs to be immersed. A heart, likened as Sponge. Soaking up, the deepest love. The soul, bobbing within the ocean. Drowning in the water, living in the bliss!

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Fun Friday; The Love Playground!

Sweet Lady, you parked your love; unparalleled, at the center of my soul. Together we enter, into the gates of our forever, a real love playground. You, untied your heart, let loose your love. To let the tender moments, run wild and free, throughout my soul. The beauty, stunningly looking indeed. To take me by the heart, to intentionally touch my soul. Your love, whispers in my soul, talks to my heart, walks sweetly through my thoughts. Girl, no need to play games. Our hearts will grow old, love will be the muse. Forever will be the prize, laugher the amusement. Two hearts, frolicking through the sands of time. This life, the ride will surely be the rise, and fall; all the ups and downs. If your heart, ever gets scared? Don’t hesitate, to lay your head on my heart; your fears on my shoulders. My love, will be by your side. Your heart, I won’t let it go… alone, through the twist and turns. Hold tight to my words, until the emotional roller coaster, becomes just another faded feeling. Cotton candy girl, honey your sweet love. My, romantic stroll through your heart. To see if the roses are red, and if violets take the blues. For your sweetness, by any other name. Would still be, a time to indulge; in the sweetest moments. The reminiscing, the story of our life. Playing out, in our love playground!

So babe, for another thirty three years; let’s hop back on our favorite merry-go-round. Our lives revolving, the story of our love evolving. Around and around, that’s how our heart goes. When will the love stop, only heaven knows. Spoiler alert, there’s absolutely no chance. My heart, will ever get off this wonderful ride. A soul, will only know waves of glory. When the love, overtakes like a crimson tide. Love, doesn’t have to be giddy, to be lasting. But true, for it to be forever. Just, like a Ferris wheel. Let my heart, represent a higher love. The view breathtaking, a soul never wanting to take, eyes off your heart. Girl, the stars could fall from your eyes, and my heart, would still see how your love shines. My heart, will hang on to your love. As if, for my dearest life. A heart and soul, blown again and again. On, the ultimate love playground. Just, like a seesaw. When, love brings your heart up, sometimes; you don’t want to come down. The times when, the relationship becomes a rocky road; we make the taste like ice cream. Two scoops, shares better when it’s one heartbeat. How, about teeter-tottering together, for the remaining days. Being young at heart, just a state, never the debate. We don’t let fate, dictate how the love will play. Our hearts hanging out, on the Love Playground!

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