Love is, the Compass!

You must think, I’m such a fool, being here in this place, time after time. It seems I can’t help, but find myself lost, in love, again and again. Don’t say, it’s a foolish heart, trying to navigate matters of the heart, with blind faith. Faith is the substance, and I have the evidence, you will see. Every encounter, etched within the memoir of my heart. I can’t even, begin to tell you how many times this compass of mine, has led my heart to a place, to reminisce, I would be remiss. Trust without borders, what motives my soul, to go where feet can’t wander. Love is the compass, taking my heart to the place. Where my soul can know, love’s breathless wonder. I am no longer wondering, but my soul does wander. Love, won’t allow my heart to stay, in one place. So, time and time again. I find myself here, in this place, lost. Through the hourglass, the sands of time, will tell the tale. About the compass, within a heart, equipped with a G.P.S (God. Positioned. Securely) The compass, fixated on the northern star, with a guiding light. Love is an instrument, providing the perpetual pull, to love’s heartfelt undertaking. To evade the quicksand, a heart has to be mindful. An ill-advised path, leads to wayward place. When, love is the compass, fathomable has no boundaries, becoming… lost!

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Pressure!

Rest your love, on my heart, let me feel the pressure. On my soul, leave an impression. Circumstances, can never change, my forever. To be never vain, to never refrain, from what my heart can attain. Let this love, withstand the test of time. My heart under pressure, gives a way for the purest love, to flow through my veins, to the depth of soul. Love weighs, life strains, but test makes, the love deeper. True love, doesn’t coerce, but has an effect on… what is heartfelt. I feel it, waves colliding with my heart’s posture. Emotions, could never sway the promise; my undistracted love, and devotion. Love true and through, every beat of my heart. Elevate love, the pressure test for my heart. See if faithful love, will be no pressure, on my soul. On day one, or even a thousand years. In love, the only pressure I feel? Love’s profound grace, pressed up against my soul, resting beautifully on my heart. Persuading, influencing, my frontal lobe! Nov 23, 2022

Her Quiet Beauty!

What’s words, when her love dialect, speaks so profoundly. Why wouldn’t I recognize heartfelt gesture? When the subtlety of her love, has become so quintessential, to astound. Why, fathom the depth in a river, when your soul has encountered, the love in a deep river woman. Her wit-ness, a testament to her heart, a love with a divine intellect. One glimpse into her heart, I knew an angel, was sent from heaven. How, could my heart not be swayed? When a moving love ballad, is playing quietly in the background, of a real life love story? A heart, is not a home, without the fragrance of love, lingering with the undeniable essence. The beauty of her love, a picture-perfect portrait; what love is. My heart is the canvas, painted with her unfading love. At night, I lay my soul down, and in my dreams I feel. Her love resting, quietly on my heart. Her breadth is felt, her love whispers in my sleep. Time never passes, her quiet beauty, makes the love timeless. Her love walks quietly, loves faithfully; never tiptoeing around, love’s true nature. Unconditional love, her beautiful accessory, gifted for my soul to cherish. A touch from her love, and everything is right. The gentleness of her heart, such a beauty to behold. Every kiss of her love, a permanent mark left on my heart, that can never be washed away. The color of love, her hands, and feet made beautiful. Her heart is virtuous, her love unmistakable, her words endearing. With a certain, je ne sais quoi. Pretty, pretty please, she shares with me her heart. In the quietness, our souls conversing; her love, has a quiet beauty!

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In The Secret Place!

The secret rendezvous, where my heart utters; no one knows, and my soul says, no needs to know. Where pretense, doesn’t exist. My love concedes, my heart doesn’t need a special reason, to show how I feel. As I lean in, press into the breathless hue, let it take my breath. It’s in this place, time has no space, moments eclipse the mundane. So, I have the faith to believe, breathtaking will be. Where breadth expands, to let my soul boldly discover. Nothing else will compare, to the close encounter. When, profound love becomes your guiding light, hope will never be lost; when love becomes the gravity. The soul, fathoms the vastness, heart embraces the fullness. Heart and soul, rediscover again and again, love’s absolution. Face to face, how love enlightens. Heart-to-heart, how love converses. The heart, racing to be overwhelmed, transported, transformed, inspired. A thousand breaths, enriched by love, last ten thousand lifetimes. Tomorrow, I will be here again, waiting; for another encounter. Feel how an endearing love, visits you; in your secret place!

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Broken Things, Beautiful!

Broken wings, heals with time. Broken promises, made right with a heart of regret. Broken trust, rebuilt with love filled with remorse. Broken will, rehabilitated with love and encouragement. A broken soul, restored with unconditional love. A broken spirit, made well with words of healing. Broken friendship, repaired with likeminded resolve. A broken heart, becomes beautiful, when love feels. The soul wears the scars, the heart hides the flaws; but love bares it all. Broken stems, still displays a beautiful flower, rose petals cascading. Love creates, in your heart, in your soul, in your life; your enduring worth. A new creation the becoming, in love’s embrace. Jars of clay, within the potters hands, a heart is defined. A work of art, representing a portrait of grace. With every, graceful touch of love, the soul is molded. feelings are formed, confidence positioned. Broken things, becoming beautiful, with time. Nothing missing, nothing broken. Love takes broken things, and transforms them beautifully!

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Here, In Your Love!

Heavenly, how love captures your imagination. Why count stars, when your heart already knows, how much times a breathless love, took your breath away. Love, makes the soul see, a glimpse of heaven. Whenever, love looks deep into my soul, it safe to say; my heart, will never again be the same. Laying, immersed in fields of dreams, my soul peers deep, into the heart of love. Within the stillness, love hears every whisper, what utters between every breath. Lying deeply, with in the blanket of grace, being in the arms of the most endearing love. My heart, doesn’t need to search to find paradise. I’ve searched my heart, to know that paradise, is love breathing, in depth of soul; heaven on earth. I’ve lived, for years inside myself, as love traveled to and fro, helping me to find the truth. True love, when a divine love, meets you right where you’re at. To take your soul, to be in the profoundest place, love’s highest plain. So, when the rain comes, when the wind blows. Your faith in love, will never shaken, just a heart left stirred. I could never be, in no better place. Than here, in love’s embrace. Heaven, in moments captivated, by the breadth of love. Waking up, the feeling is loved, laying my heart down, it’s my soul at rest; knowing heaven is near, my time and space. Love feels, loss grieves, heartache leaves, time heals. I don’t, have to hold my breath, love helps me breathe. I don’t live, questioning everything. I breathe, for everything, will be alright. When the love you feel, is a love so real, you can touch. Your soul at a place, where the heart can say; it’s heaven. If everyone, knew a love like this? No heart, would wade through life, just waiting for the moment, to dance in the sky. There’s a place in my heart, for love to reign. When the curtain falls, when my last breath is called. My heart will see, my soul will be; my heaven is here, in Your love!

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The Air I breathe!

Life, I lived it for years, deep in my silent river, thinking; I was learning to breathe. Not knowing, I wasn’t learning how to be, still. To walk, you first have to learn how to crawl, so you can know how to stand, in the stillness. To be, easy when your heart, knows what gives it breadth, and what lets your soul breathe. Our soul live days, our heart has moments, our being has a purpose. I can live without dreams, but can’t survive without hope, in my heart. There’s no night, there’s no morning; for me there’s nothing. Without love, being at the center, of every waking breath. The thrill of the chase, what life will become. Would never afford my heart much, without the pursuit being, breathing love’s substantive truth. My soul, could indulge in life’s endless pleasures. But indulgences would never fulfill, the longing of my heart. The love my soul needs, not found in things, but in meaning. Knowing the unadulterated warmth, of love’s embrace. A heart, wasn’t meant to live in the shallow. My soul, was meant to search the deep, fathom love’s deepest breadth. The sun, the moon, the stars, might seem out of reach. But, it’s the beauty within, that captures the imagination, touches the heart, gives the breathless wonder. If my heart, became empty, of love’s wondrous care, how would my soul fare? Love, should become every heartbeat, be everything held dear. My heart, could live without many things. But my soul, could never live a minute, without; the air I breathe… love divine!

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The Relentless Chase!

How, can a heart truly explain, a chase unexplainable? Breathless, the chase leaves the soul panting, needing, trying, waiting, to exhale, catch your breath. Ready, set, go, oh; the chase, endless. Words, don’t escape my heart, can’t evade my thoughts. Even when, my soul hid in a deep river. In the silence, I held my breath, but my heart, gave me away. Every day, the moment I woke; the relentless pursuit, to take another breath. In the deepest water, there’s an ocean. Seeking to attain, with no refrain; what the chase became. And even when, I gave what I was willing. My heart, couldn’t understand, why; the chase, wasn’t over? So, my heart kept racing, love kept chasing. The breadth was felt, the chase revealed; true love, requires your whole heart. For nothing to be missing, nothing to be broken!

Even, when I laid my heart down, my soul resting in a quiet place. In the stillness, my heart couldn’t resist the persistent charm, of love’s endearing presence, hovering in the shadows. What’s a heart to do, when love quickens your spirit, awakens your heart, finds you in your dreams? You wake up, chase after words, take every thought captive. Before they get lost, or drift off, into another day’s-dream. Heartfelt expressions of love, can never hidden behind, love’s transparent veil. Love, I see You, chasing away my fears, with the morning light. I feel you breathing, in the fire inside. Hear you whispering, my heart will become yours. I see you moving, to catch the falling tears, the love saying; I got you. In every moment, in every season; I feel the love, chasing. Distance, overcomes the miles. Moving me, closer to the inevitability. With every breath, I Am; my love becoming Able, a soul offered up, in reverence. In the giving, the taking; the surrender. In the darkest nights, a heart exposed, bares love’s eternal flame. Everything, is changing now, the chase a man, after Your heart. A heart yearning, can never evade, love’s relentless chase. For, it leaves the heart and soul, breathless!

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