Tag: Faith

Fun Friday; My Delightful Treat!

Some people, have a favorite ice cream, a favorite pizza. My heart, likes the taste of my sweetest candy… girl. My sweet-heart, needs loving that’s better, than cookies… with cream. Wrapped up, in a royal twist; a sweet Nubian flavor. My honey, bee a natural. She’s my D.Q, my Darling Queen. The sunshiny love, that melts the heart. I would go bananas, if even death; made us split, love is forever. When the day, tries to steal the sweetness. No bitter feelings, touches my lips. The love, will forever touch my soul. The ticket, that takes our hearts, back on the love merry go; in our love playground. A spoon full of her sugar, makes the tough love medicine… go down. Every season, her love’s a crackling fire. Together, we keep the heart from lazing, and the love blazing. At times, the love is questioned. But, I will never give her a reason, to ever question my heart. A rose, by any other name. Would still be a heart, that rose every morning. To find the love, just as sweet. A heart and soul, loved by the maker, of all things delightful. The true breadth of love, will nibble methodically. Not around the edges, but be consumed to the depth. My buttercup, my chocolate love. Reached for my heart, to taste how sweet. Only to find out, baked with butter. The creator, made love to be… the greatest pleasure, with nothing missing. The deeper the love, the greater the enjoyment, and the expectation. So the soul, can savor the warmth, all the crimson delight. My eyes, could have on blinders. But, it wouldn’t make my heart, see it differently. The deepest love, becomes a vision. For what, eyes can never fathom. I don’t, indulge in bland love. For my heart, there would be no appeal. My desire, steeped within the greatest pleasure. A tasty love, that will affords your heart, such comfort. Food for the soul, that will replenish, a deeper need. A love to forever be, endless. My Delightful Treat. Created, from the true heart of love!

WCR

The Remedy!

How sweet thy love, and how my heart does sicken. Knowing, breath has no meaning… without you. To be, or not to be? Yes, to be in thy presence; it’s the greatest remedy. To dwell, my soul does swell. With each sip, from the deepest well. When, the bell tolls. My heart, with another show and tell. How the breadth, thy love; became the sweetest remedy. The undeniable soup, healing for the soul. Love, the greatest medicine. One part heart, one part soul; that knows no bounds. Head and shoulders, above the rest… your love’s heavenly. Bound up, in thee; your love is the remedy. Day, and night, your love moves my heart… quietly. Hovers, in the shadows. Under, my every breath. Pace through my soul, to always be there.. for my heart. Just a spoon full of sugar, love in my cup. The cold in a heart, made well… with warmth. Thy love, quickens every heartbeat. Soothes the soul, with just a touch, with every taste. Into thy bosom, my soul makes haste. To find your comfort, and feel your peace, hovering in the silence. To be my breath, and every contemplative gaze, into your heart. Your love, will forever be, the perfect Remedy!

WCR

Speechless!

My breath, the beauty of your love; makes the soul, speechless. Though, my heart has words. Your love is the ink, released in the crimson flow. A silent river, knowing depth in an ocean. A thousand league, how deep the love. The mission, to know Your heart, fathom the depth. In the silence, breathless will be the allure, for a love so real. A soul, living speechless, in the midst of every see. Not with eyes, but a heart wide open. Being captivated, by the beauty, the awe, the wonder. Let Your love, be the breadth, in my lungs. A heart, trying to express through speech. What, gets lost in words. Love, will never get tongue tied. When, it’s the heart that speaks. The love, filling every void. In stillness, under the quiet; between every breath. A heart, resting in the love. A soul, tethered to the lifeline. The love, and forever. A heart, finding the words; that just leaves my soul, Speechless!

WCR

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!

WCR

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!

WCR

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!

WCR

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!

WCR

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!

WCR

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!

WCR