True love is like incense, lingering profoundly. Breathless love is an aroma, poised to take your breath. Into the atmosphere, pure love releases its undeniable presence, earnestly, its existence is known. Every time, the fragrance brushes against your soul. Gently love, is a confident love. It moves the heart, touches the soul, with just the breadth. Like the first breath, in the next, even in the last breath. Love like perfume, the allure draws you in, but the essence what keeps you. Love, refined to become like incense, the essential defining perception. Love dipped in persuasion, becomes like incense, steeped in purity. Deep love is like a water lily, blossoming into a graceful flower, leaving no doubt. Growth makes love flourish, filling a heart with the scent of. Making the soul become, a beautiful display of love. Like fragrant incense, words can never deceive, the truth, what love makes the heart perceive. Love with real substance, strong enough, it will captivate, tangible becomes evident, powerful enough it provokes. Likened to sweetness, love’s kindness captures, with the sweet smell of. Just like balm, sage love is likened to incense, relinquishing profound healing!
Fellows, this world is going crazy, don’t let your love, become ragged in the rat race. Tell, the special love in your heart; her love is always on your mind, and how it takes your breath, it’s resting deep in your soul. Let her heart know, her love strolls through your soul. Every day, every night, every minute of every hour. Your love is daydreaming, about the moments your heart gets to spend, loving you. How the fragrance in your love, is lavished with the scent of her. Tell her, your heart will never give up on her, for her love, never gives up on you. Show her, you will forever cherish her love. Don’t, wish you tried, show her how much you dare, to be a love that cares. And when, your soul begins to rumble. Ask her, if she feels it too, how her love makes your heart thunder? Men, you don’t need a special day, whenever you’re at work, or just because. Call her, tell her; put your sweet lips, a little closer to the phone, let’s pretend we’re together, all alone. Love dreaming, the soul beaming; heart to heart. Real love doesn’t pontificate, it reciprocates. Love doesn’t let words, tell what needs to be heard. Love communicates with words, what a heart needs to know. Love fights, love argues, but love says sorry; love doesn’t close doors. Love, doesn’t let anger grow, love makes beauty glow. A woman of mystery, never allows her heart and love, to be the shrouded secret!
Bro, with a fro, let the love flow, not be just a show. Don’t spend all your time, chasing dreams. Make time, to let your Nubian know, she’s the queen of your heart. Cherish the love you have, cherish the love she gives. Guys, women; don’t care about your money. What a woman truly needs, all your love. She wants to spend their time, getting to know your heart. And if, your heart isn’t in it; don’t keep her hanging on, for dear life. And if, she walks away; man, don’t be a fool, trying to play it cool. Tell her, baby come back, you can blame it all on me. Any kind of fool can see, there’s something, in everything about you. I was wrong, I can’t live without you. ” A sweet lady, has a love so tasty, your heart calls it candy. Men, every day, kiss your angel good morning; your love gives her heart wings. True love, never lets a woman wake, and wonder; he love’s me, he love’s me not? Between every breadth, the soul finds the place, where love transcends time, a heart in the right space. A woman needs to know, when her love makes the tears become, the raindrops on roses. A heart in love, doesn’t become weak, in adversity. Love is profoundest, in its vulnerability. In the soul of a man, when love becomes a song, his heart serenades, lyrically. Lady, let me be your knight in shining armor, let me love you. I’m going to save up my time, so I can spend it, with you. I’m saving all my love, for you. To all the ladies, around the world. May the love given, be returned in kind. May your heart, know a tender love. A love so tender, it pulls you close, holds you forever; slow dancing with your soul!
Beautiful King, how majestic is Your heart. You’re my daily inspiration, my poetic muse. My poetry, love’s ink written on my heart, poured out deep within my soul. Words into flesh, Your love wielded like a sword, piercing a heart of stone. Triumphant King, You fought for my soul, and won my heart. With just a whisper, Your love broke down my walls, my Jericho. A beautiful exchange, a predestined encounter. My heart undoubtedly will proclaim, Your love is King. Beautiful King, I give myself, in service of Your love. In my heart, Your desires are known, Your love is revealed. In my life, be glorified. Valiant love, You have vanquished my fears. Swept my heart away, to be Your faithful knight. I stand in awe, my heart is tethered, to strands of Your love. In the night, Your love is a song, my armor Your reflection, Your grace my shield. My silent river, fathoming the deep places of Your heart. King of glory, You alone, deserve it all; the highest praise. My love, will forever crown Your reign; beautiful King!
These by designs, posted in remembrance of my daughter, March 9 would have been her 33rd birthday. May it inspire, may the color of love, illuminate the beauty within your heart! Happy international women’s day, to all the wonderful hearts. May every men, celebrate your worth. For without a doubt, an endearing love, radiate from within! If you wish, save a copy! Blessings!
This heart, moved by the rhythm. My soul, breathes within the depth. These eyes, have seen the nuance, in love’s intrinsic beauty. This pen, bleeds profusely, the love deeply inked, into the pages of my soul. My words, emboldened to tell the tale; this poetic love, etched forever on my heart. These arms, holds close to my heart, this; love’s divine splendor. These lips, whisper softly, so my heart can sing proudly, this song; my first love, you’re every breath I take. In the feeling, you’re not good enough, love comes to reason; this. In every season, breath seeps, time creeps, but love keeps. Every breath becoming, what love needs the heart to be. In the silence, love reveries, within the stillness, love breathes. In the arms of love, my soul resting. On the wings of this, my heart soars, within the bliss. Relying on this, what makes heart and soul, know the quintessential breadth, within love’s beautiful release!
To this ocean, love has brought my heart, anchor my soul. Where peace, becomes the stillness, where every breath is held, in the depth of love’s embrace. Ocean’s deep, where love can find my soul, living in the deep. Two hearts, breathing in one breath, fathoming the deepest recesses of love. A deep river woman, her love moves between the breadth, of my silent river. What love becomes, what the depth is meant to be. A place, where endless love, swims the here and now. The soul, drifting the seven seas, the heart lost, drowned within forevermore. True love, not about the heart beating, but the soul living, resuscitated again and again. Profound love, becomes a breathless journey; oceans deep. Many rivers crossed, the blissful calm, keeping the love from being washed away, by waves of emotions. Hearts in twined, swims the deep, the soul, living within the gravity; love swept away, by the breadth. Love is an ocean, that rescues the heart and soul, drowning within the silence!
How, can I ever pretend, when you know my heart, when you can see into my soul. Why pretend, the air is a little misty? When the tears cascade, my heart knows, it’s your love making the rain, fall from my eyes. In your arms, I don’t have feelings, I only know the meaning; what love is supposed to be. My heart and soul, can’t even pretend, this love has ever stopped being, an endless slow dance. “Girl, you are to me, All that a woman should be. And that is why, I dedicate my heart to you, always. How, deep into my soul, does your love want to go? There’s no limit, to the depth of my ocean. Against my sure, the water wells up, for my heart is sure; with you, my love can never pretend. I will never, pretend I can read your mind. It’s your heart, I want to know. For you, I will be a pretender. Never letting you see, my heart breaks, seeing all the things, your health is facing. My heart, can’t pull off pretending, your love doesn’t speak, profoundly to my soul. I have never pretended, to be anything but, a heart grateful to have lived, to know love’s intrinsic beauty. I’ve never once, claimed to possess perfect vision. My heart, can’t pretend it can see straight; if it wasn’t through the lens, my vision is love. There’s no pretense, there’s no pretending. My heart could never find the words, to express my love!
Once upon a time, in a far far place, within space and time, my heart dug many holes. The treasured love I had, unbeknownst was being buried, a little at a time. Love is precious, but while digging into, what you believe to be true. Right or wrong, the love gets buried, beneath a facade. Love the voice, crying out from within; don’t hide me, on a deserted island. Years passed, and a treasured love on the surface, slipped between the sands of time. Realizing the importance, the extent of, the gravity in which; my heart set sail. Sailing, takes your heart away, where the tide is going. True love will boldly go, where mere love, is not willing. When love, captures the imagination, the heart is freed, the soul liberated. Deep love, fathoms a thousand seas, drowns within love ten thousand times. A heart knowing, there’s a profound treasure, a soul laying breathless, in the depth of love’s embrace. Love, gives the faith to believe, treasured will nevertheless become, hopes and dreams. Within the depth of the see, love takes you breathless, to the deepest place of love’s ocean. Moments to treasure, a soul knowing the true pleasure, how to breathe in love’s intrinsic nature. The heart sailing into every tomorrow, the soul finding again and again; your treasured love!
When Grace finds you, tattered, but tethered. Heart and soul entwined, mind and spirit, held by the fabric. When Grace finds you, broken, but not abandoned. Your every breath, held by love’s quintessence. When Grace finds you, painted with the texture, but your heart brushed, by colorless shades. Your portrayal, trying not to make love’s artistry, seem less than. When Grace finds you, in tears, but there’s a light, still shining. When Grace finds you, at the edge, your hope hanging on, your faith trying to be strong. When Grace finds you, exhausted by the discomfort, but your love tirelessly, believing change will be. When Grace finds you, devoted, but struggling. Understanding, tugging on strings, but tapestry not unraveled. When Grace finds you, love nourishes, but portion questioned. Contentment, fills the soul, enduring truth, builds character. When hope is found, dreams are realized. When love mends, fragments are restored. Enlightenment, changes perspective. Growth gathers, inspiration provides, fullness sustains. Refreshing love, quenches thirst. In the place, where Grace finds you, in the same way, Grace will never leave you; nevertheless!
“After you have suffered for a little while, the God of all grace [who imparts His blessing and favor], who called you to His own eternal glory in Christ, will Himself complete, confirm, strengthen, and establish you [making you what you ought to be]. To Him be dominion (power, authority, sovereignty) forever and ever. Amen.” 1 PETER 5:10-11 AMP
A Love Story! 
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