Why, should I ever have to defend my heart. To someone who just doesn’t understand, the extent of how much Your love means? They can’t see, how can they ever know; how much Your love has transformed my soul. Your love is the truest love, my heart has ever known. So therefore, why; would I ever deny You my heart, and soul? When You, have never once wanted to ever deny me… Your love. The very reason why, I pledged to You, my love… forever. My heart, I give freely; the love within truly. From the rising of the sun, the going down of the same. Your love is the presence that hovers, completely, oh how it covers. I will forever defend my position, no one will my heart ever have to petition. My heart, doesn’t have to defend Your name, or Your honor. Just proclaim, the love will be wavered; come what May!
This love, the only love that will truly get this get me; forever my heart and soul. A love willing to die for you, will forever be a love entitle; the undisputed, lover of my soul. My heart, will unapologetically defend this stance. For a love given no boundaries, gives back to your heart the true freedom; to become a love so much deeper. True love, not about breaking down defenses. That only causes the soul, to build up restrictive barriers. Love is meant to strength, that’s how you fight the battles. Let the love within, become your defender… of the truth. Not just let it surround your heart, but become the fortress… for your soul. The love of things, forever meaningless. Knowing nothing can truly compare, ever come between. A love that will forever Defend, your heart and soul!
Love can sway, forever move a heart; love, can make tears fall. Love resounds, in the night love is a song. Many dream about it, some can’t stop daydreaming because of it. So many say, they feel it; many say no how, no way; I don’t believe in it. But, that will never change; that love will always exist. Love can be seen, when a heart is being touched. Some hearts can’t even seem to stop it, when it comes to steal. Every breath, love knows how to take it. Then comes the chase, the relentless pursuit. Not to take back what was stolen, but render to love your soul. Love is meant to be true, love is meant to be forever. Love is meant to be a light, shining so bright; that you can’t even hide it. Love gives strength, it gives a feeling of peace. In love, hope is found, with love therein lies the sense in being; purposed. Love is created, love is pure. Love is graceful, love is faithful; love is meant to be called a friend. Love is in a color, love shines in the darkest hour. Love is so Bold, wanting to become your whole world. Love is a protector, love is a collector. Memories, love will seal them forever within the heart. Love is beautiful, love is wonderful; love is the wonder, the beauty full with such heavenly delight!
Love is a desire, love is an experience; love is a passion. Love is in a name, love is an embodiment. Love is so deep, overwhelming just trying to fathom the depth… of an ocean. Love knows deeply, when the love given is freely. Love takes time, love doesn’t truly mind; to shimmer endlessly. Love thinks, love doesn’t need to blink; when asked to look deep within. With love, you can read between the lines. For when push comes to shove, true love will be to the end of time. Love climbs mountains, love is not scared of shadows. Love is a fighter, love is an overcomer; love has no rival. Love has true faith, love is the truest giver. Love, can be seen in a million different ways; but a heart indifferent will never understand, how two hearts can become one… heartbeat? Love is given breath, but a heart is needed; for the love to truly breathe, become breathtaking. Love is living, love is breathing; love is freeing, in the being. Love captures the searching heart, leaves vulnerable a trusting soul. But yet, can make you feel so deeply loved; when breathless is the place, you desire to never leave!
Love is a word, but sometimes can’t be put into words; not always so easily defined. Sometimes hard to be found, but can so easily be found lost. Love comes, love is, forever will be. So many love the sun, so many love the moon. So therefore, why should love ever be eclipsed… by the day; when the moment didn’t change the status, of the sun and the moon? For when true love finds you, your heart has nowhere to hide. Love is more than a kiss, love is not less than what it might miss. Love is not a chore, love will never keep score. Love builds up, love can be built on; for love is a foundation. Love can never be taken, love is given. Love is trusting, giving it to someone; hoping the love will be dearly cherished? Love thee, loving so free; love the heart, that without an undisclosed fee. What love is, what every heart truly needs to know. Love has substance, but not truly substantive. Until it truly goes through something, the breadth of God’s love. What Love Is, God! In wanting to know, What love is? You showed me, what my soul needed… to forever know!
When the pushing, becomes a constant tugging; the heart feeling the resistance, that’s so compelling. When the question becomes the thought; just let it go, or fight the resistance. It’s a battle, the warfare not the natural. This I know, why the fight must be; until the day becomes, a breakthrough. Resilience is fortified, in the refusal to accept; the love will never be. Complaisant with the status quo, will forever be my resistance. Comply, not I, oh my; heart will put up a resistance. To never let hope, be led astray. So many hearts are lost, but for those who have been found. Don’t ever surrender the faith, that a resistant will; won’t turn around, work out in your favor. Doors open, but not if the resistance is to knock, down the barrier that block the love. The willingness, to not accept defeat. Means the fight becomes yet another day, to be the overcomer. When love hurts, I too have to resist the desire. To not let retaliation be, the unlikely suspect. Even though, every rose has thorns. There’s still much beauty, within the smallest love given. There’s always a new season, where even the toughest resistance; yields a cherished bloom!
Yes, how can a heart not be affected, by the resistance? How can a soul, not feel weary; when the battles are fierce? But, resisting the urge to give up; will compel the victory. 20/20, so many had a vision; believing this year was to be; a heart seeing with new clarity. Only for it to be the soul, needing to be enlightened. How much resistance, became hearts in need of a perspective change. The awakening, to the reality; do we clearly see God in the midst, or a moment to simply further the resistance… to His will. It’s so hard to change a mind, when the heart is still resisting being changed. Within the brokenness, love still is. What needs to be the resistance, believing love is not what needs to be the embrace. It doesn’t matter, how much resistance. Futile will forever be the notion, that love is not the foundation; that strengthened faith in every tomorrow. Choosing to love, in spite of; will always be a choice. Even though there’s resistance, may the love forever be… knowing deeply loved!
My soul, is so conflicted. My heart is in love, with two facets of Your love; the rhythm, and the rhyme. The rhythm of Your heart, absolutely moving; and Your love so groovy it resounds, it echoes deeply. Every beat within my heart, moves to a rhythm; Your love is the song. The depth, so profound; the strength of the love, has a distinct sound. It’s so so good, so soothing… to me. I adore the systematic pattern, and the flow. Every single pulsation, excites every sense; to know nothing will ever compare. Every sensation, Your love felt deeply… in heart and soul. The rhythm, propels my heart closer, so much closer to You. A love so moving, my heart just can’t seem to stop dancing to the rhythm; the breadth within each heartbeat. I’ve got the rhythm, a melody rooted with such deep African rhyme. But this first breath I take, much more about the Rhythm; not yet about, how profound the Rhyme!
The rhythm of Your love, has such a measured flow… within words; flowing endlessly, from the depth of Your heart. You don’t even need to speak words, love is in the air, moving upon the wind; in the lights, the love hovers. Overwhelmed becomes a soul, trying to process such deep feelings. Is it the rhythm, that makes the love so moving, or the rhyme that makes it so divine? Just trying to compose myself, becomes a heart so eloquently moved. The love expressed in verbatim, the rhythm in the being… profoundly mused. Love spoken, in such a soothing poetic tone. A sequential rhythm, the rhyme with a poetic meaning; Poetry, and the eMotion. The sweet metrical rhythm, moving heart to know a graceful release. I’m absolutely sure, the rhythmic movement would be a soul so breathless; a heart utterly speechless. The rhythm is moving, but the love within; what makes the rhyme, so Amazing!
Depth, what the love is; breath, what the love takes. A love that makes you forget thoughts, a heart lost in the swept away. A soul captivated wondering, how can a heart be so moved… effortlessly. Love into words, how a poetic love is truly articulated. DJ, stop the beat; if every heartbeat becomes a soul, no longer moved by the undying love. For my heart truly knows, without the love being deep down. The rhythm, and the rhyme; just words, without the truest meaning. Can my words, ever move Your heart; the way Your love continually moves my soul? Could my heart ever think of a rhyme, that could adequately describe. How the light emanates, through the warmth of the love? Within a simple rhyme, the rhythm of Your love is the verb; that gives the simplest verse meaning. To depict a mere fraction of Your love, my words could never truly… come close!
Twinkle, twinkle; Your love is in the cluster, in every little star. Every twinkle of Your love, making my heart cry. Oh, how I never have to wonder; where, oh where You truly are? All up above, hope forever shining as my northern star. Hovering above my soul, the love shimmering in my heart what You are. Twinkle, twinkle; the bright morning star. I don’t wish that I may, Your love is the might; the power used to fight the darkest night. Move to the center, don’t let my words be just meaningless banter. Twinkle, twinkle, the beauty of Your love is truly a wonder. Deep within my heart, Your love will live on and on. Forevermore, Your love will be the rhythm, and the rhyme. Truly, until the end of the time!
The beauty of Your love, beyond Charming; that I’m absolutely sure. The essence within Your heart, befuddles the mind; that I truly know. Yet at the same time, Your love brings the soul so much clarity; to know how truly Amazing. Seeing Your heart at work, knowing Your presence hovers; how can a soul, not feel so blessed? I’m so glad, when the river could not be heard; the breadth of Your love, moved within the silence. A soul swimming in the deep, a heart never to know abandoned. A heart completely at a loss for word, to say how thoroughly Charming; this love is to behold… for sure. Ten thousand angels, could sing how great thou art. How can mere words, articulate a love so beautiful; yet alone, ever be able to sing the praise? But I can surely let it, let my heart be a reflection. The beauty that transcends words, the love that shimmers divinely; that glistens endlessly. Breathtaking, to watch how the love shines; beautifully in the light of heaven. Awe and amazement, poetry that can move so emotionally. The Charm, how amazingly the love; can make a heart so speechless!
Nothing else, can captivate the heart, and capture every gaze. Charmed, that’s for sure; heart and soul. How can a soul, not help but to be so dependent? Why would a heart, ever want a lucky charm; when you can know a love, that meets your every need? A love to treasure, and dearly cherish; in the here, the now; forever. A heart absolutely loving, how extraordinary, how truly special the love becomes. All my life, the love has been so faithful; so so good. A love you can trust, and truly believe in. To be overwhelmed by the presence, taken by the beauty. The love needs to be held, close to the heart. You don’t need to hang on to it, you can never know the undeniable Charm. Until the love truly has you, forever by the heart. The Charm is not meant to be hidden, but for the whole world to take notice; the love on display. Another heart needs to see, there’s truly something better; than possessing a meaningless lucky charm. Hearts are drawn to the beauty, smitten by the allure; captivated by love. A heart is convinced you have the real deal, when they can see you’re in possession; a love with such a radiant glow. The Charm, shows another heart that it’s not about feeling lucky; but being profoundly blessed. To be a soul getting to know, a heart forever admiring the awesomeness; in the everlasting Charm!
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!
You stepped into my life, then slowly entered my mind; then, I didn’t want you to leave… my heart. Let my love whisper into your soul, tell you what’s on my heart; your love. A lot of wine, two hearts in twine. Your love slow dancing with my heart, under the moonlight. Love finding the way together, by a love so divine. Five minutes to midnight, the moon so right; it’s a full heart. Neither one of us, have learned how to say goodbye. Cinderella, your love is not a mystery. Your heart is the treasure, worth pursuing. The adventure, what each day will bring. Let me hold the door, let me take your hand; your love has me by the heart. The love is strong, but; if you should ever feel the need, to question this heart of mine? Yes, I’m going to love you true; until the end of time. I know you want it too, forever. The love feels too good, for it to ever be wrong; you’re my Cinderella. Puff, the love is magic; where as the years gone?
Changed, God predestined the love of a virtuous woman; to help soften the heart of this man. In the midnight hour, your love shimmers like the star you are. The love in your eyes, soft and refreshing. Your presence, like a gentle summer breeze. The wind in your hair, the sun on your skin; the breath of God within your heart. A love so sweet, like tender drops of honey. Your smile, lights up every single one of my nights. I don’t have to wish upon a thousand stars, this love is not a fairytale; it’s one in a million. My heart knew years ago, a love so real; was written forever in the heavens. This love is ageless, as we walk together through life. Hand in hand, barefoot along the sands of time. My heart admirers your soul, as it frolics and dance… to the light of God’s love. Captured by each of my loving graze, a love so dear. Better than I was, more than I am; knowing your love. A perfect fit, the day your love slipped into my heart. Beautiful are your feet, and lovely the heart of my angel!
Darling, when I cause the rain to fall. Put your head on your pillow, rest assured and know; my love will always be there, in the morning. Cinderella, even if our stories get crossed. Your love the beauty, my heart the unlikable beast. Know that forever, how the story ends. Sleeping beauty, everyday; I kiss an angel good morning. When we touch, whenever our lips meet. Candy, what I call you girl. Even when we get old and gray, upon your heart, endless love; I will love you like that. Time may change, your brown hair gray; but that’s okay, I’m not in love with the changing times. Though the year, my heart will hold you close. Every girl wants to be a princess, and every sweet lady; should be treated as a queen. Today, I celebrate you; and thank the good, Lord. For thinking my heart worthy to share, the love He put within your soul. My Cinderella, your love is still dancing… with my heart!
If loving You, makes my heart guilty of needing Your love? Then I will gladly, confess my needy ways; in a court of public opinion. If wanting to love You, until my last breath has gone? Makes me guilty, wanting to wait to then… to exhale. I cannot tell the lie, have my soul deny the undeniable truth; breathless, how I choose to forever live. The plain and simple truth, I have already embraced the fact. Needing Your love, will never be the apology; uttered from within these unwavering lips. Your love moves, underneath my every breath. So much so, that my actions have made this heart of mine guilty. Confession of this love, not do to the want; but every much the need. If, you believe you must. Go ahead, question my motives, interrogate what this love is truly worth; everything. Throw the book at my heart, the word; written deep within my soul. You can put my heart, into a predetermined boxes; my soul won’t be swayed. For this I will take the stand, stand out; what my heart will do. I will stand up, vigorously defend this love. Words, they can never slander my resolve. Smears, only bother a heart worried; about a meaningless reputation. I’m not guilty, for aiding and abetting. It’s in-bedded within, the love is not hidden; it’s boldly on display. This is not a crime, but I can’t deny the passion!
My heart, will never rescind the love. You can never lock away a heart, when the love breaks every chain. A so called trial, is just a test… of character. A soul sitting speechless in the stillness, captured by love. But, if the truth ever gets you twisted. Guilty in your eyes, doesn’t change the freedom; I have found within. I plead guilty, to be a heart captivated. I don’t fear, being found guilty of loving deeply. For, when it’s all said and done; works and deeds can be judged. But no one, can truly judge the heart. A shackled mind, means a heart still bound; not willing to confess, to a soul conviction. A heart can never say, the love is free indeed. If the love, is always hidden. For a soul, to live deep in love; the heart has to first make the choice, to be unapologetic. True Love, doesn’t need a twisting of the arm; the begging, or the pleading. So yes, if loving You makes me guilty, of needing Your love? I gladly confess, that I am he. Guilty by association, Your love, My heart; what this will forever be!
Where would I be, how would my heart ever know love? How could my soul truly know, there would ever be a forever; if not for You? Lost! What would have become of my heart. I would easily be lost, within such a vast forest, if not for one tree; Life. You can’t know where it starts, without first knowing to what your heart is rooted? Que sera, sera; “whatever will be, will be.” But for me, that will never ever do. Don’t want to be a heart, like a ship lost within the darkness. In the Here, and the Now; where you find a heart connection; for there to be two souls forever connected. Thank You, for knowing me, for wanting me; for loving on my heart. When no one else cared, You’ve always been there. Within my silent river, You were the calm; as my soul slipped deeper in an endless drowning. You know my name, You know my heart; at hello, You surely had my soul. Why, I don’t wince. When the day creeps up, trying to scare me with the unknown. Your presence hovers, underneath every breath. Your love, what became the air, for a heart learning how to truly breathe. A soul beginning to know, I’m living through You. Your heart, what my soul gets to feast on. Your love, it’s my daily bread. What’s a heart to do, when being lost; is such a good place to be? What can a man say, when he knows lost; is heard as a song in the night. Even when, an illness came to blindside my heart. My faith in You, where my hope is always found. A heart never lost, never alone in the midst, of whatever I face. I get lost, trying to find words. Here I am, Now; Forever. In a place, where my heart is still Knowing, Lost… without You!