Elevated!

True love, likened to a river, flowing through the deepest ocean. Hearts finding, though there be islands in the stream. Loved too much, love being elevated, to another level. The heart swept away, by the depth therein. Deep love, blesses even, the broken roads. Head held high, the heart wide open, to see every need. Elevated love, leaves the soul better than it was. More than what the soul can be, without the breathless elevation. All this happens, when love takes you by the heart. Your innermost, lifted to the highest… heaven. Then, it will be, from glory to glory. The heart, forever changed, never the same. Like the wind, having its way, with a gentle soul. Elevating your heart to a point, that it doesn’t matter. How many beautiful sunsets, your soul gets to behold. Just how many, souls your love will bring, into the enlightenment. The disciplined heart, doesn’t look to dress up love, as if naturally pristine. The soul, bared by the evidence, elevated by the truth. Real love, never lowers the expectation, it elevates the experience. Through your life, within your heart, with every breath. May the deepest breadth of love, be Elevated!

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Have of Me!

Bite my head off, if you think that I’m sweet. Rip my heart out, if you feel the need, to always have it close. Cut me down to size, if you believe, I’m getting too big for my britches. Pick my brain, if you truly need to understand, what’s truly on my heart. Take my last breath, if you need to know, I will give you my every breath. Love, you can have my right arm. You have always needed, to have a hand in my life. Afforded me the opportunity, to offer you my eyes. For then, every heart will truly see, how deeply profound you are. Break my heart, if you know that’s the only way,. My soul will truly fathom, the depth in love’s wholehearted essence. My heart and soul, will never want it any other way. My deepest love, why I need you to forever take. Whatever you would, Have of Me!

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In This Place!

In this Place, the rendezvous. For no special reason, but just to show, the way I feel. And let my soul, lean into your love. Press into your heart, to lose my breath. Trying to tell you, how I need you so. For in this place, and in the moment. Brokenness, won’t meet us there. Just, my breathless muse, in love’s deep embrace. A gentle stream, of love flowing through, every tear. No lazy river, can be love oceans deep. In this place, wholehearted giving way, to my deepest breadth. Truth be told, the first encounter. Captured my gaze, but freed my soul. Through every season, my soul is ever changing. Your love, won’t let me stray too far, from your heart. You’re the answer, in all the questions. In you, my joy is found, my faith is secure, my peace is illuminated. The darkness, hides from the light of hope. We have history, in this place, your love showed up the last time. So why, wouldn’t it be there, to again leave me in awe? My house, would not be a home. If my foundation, wasn’t built on your love. When one door closes, love will be the window, to see into your heart!

In this place, the light of heaven, shines on my deepest desires. Love searches my heart, and captivates my soul. Here, I’m deeply changed, and every day, changing still. In the stillness, love speaks into my soul. Love, let your heart, be all I hear. Let the reign, seep into depth of soul. Let there be, no restraint. When my rain, becomes the overwhelming flood. Colliding with my soul, breaking down my walls, drowning every doubt. Your love, won’t be my calm, when every breath is taken, and when in this place, time stands still. When, minds are running wild, hearts chasing dreams. In this place, I don’t hold my breath. With you here, I share my deepest love. All I am, to you I give. Like the wind, with every fiber of my being, have your way. My flaws, and failures, weaknesses made perfect; your love, eclipse them all. Why, in this place, I’m deeply fulfilled, and contented. Every heartbeat, knows the rhythm of your love. The rhyme and reason, why my soul will never get tired, chasing after your heart. In this place, forever my heart and soul; will wait here to rendezvous, again with Your Love!

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The Fiber!

Insulated, your love, intrinsic within the fiber of my being. My heart swaddled in the warmth, when the chill in the air, tries to ravish my soul. All my desires, every breath, mind, body and soul. My worth, encased in the depth of your heart. Living, in the deepest place, what shields my soul, from the outside world. My being, forever tethered to your love, keeps my soul from harm. Your love, what soundproofs my heart, and covers me. When the day, tries to split my heart wide open. So all that resounds, the deepest love. Echoing, within the stillness of my soul. To be consumed, by the breadth therein. My heart, doesn’t need safeguards. Just a deep place, to immerse your deepest trust. Your core, not worrying about being shredded, just heart and soul, threaded. The essence, strengthened by the true texture. A virtuous display, within The Fiber… of your being!

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Just A Little!

Just, a little bit of your love, blows the mind. To my heart, it’s dynamite. With every embrace, every little bit more. The soul becomes, completely overwhelmed. But yet, a little will do, but for a little while. Between every encounter, heart and soul will surely do, our little dance. Until breathlessness becomes, everything. The heart poured out, love filling up. Every little ounce, overflowing in depth. A deep river, one with the deepest ocean. Sunday to Saturday, day after day. A little nostalgia, the heart growing fonder, love becoming a little deeper. A little intoxication, love with the truest affection. Never leaves love, feeling a bit shaken, just forever stirred. Twenty four, seven; love truly more, than just a little!

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Swaddled!

A heart, wrapped in the most precious love. A moment in time, that can never be captured, in a hallmark rendition. Love’s kiss, in the beautiful exchange. Love, swaddled in a blanket of hope, and grace. Words, formed in the truest priceless text-ture. Wrapped, to be displayed in the pages of time. The timeless tale, expounded profoundly. Every verse, absolute to the end of time. The fabric of love, gently covers your soul. Wrapping your heart, with the most endearing warmth. A feeling, not even the sands of time, could never erase. Every breath, held tightly. The peace, swaddling your soul, with awe and wonder. The ribbons of truth, tethering the heart, with boundless joy. The night light shines, love hovers in the quiet. Swaddled love, the gift-wrapped up, but yet unveiled. For all heart to know the depth, now, and forevermore!

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Love, in Stages!

Love in action, steps into the spotlight. Not with an already seen performance, but with a genuine display, of love and affection. Love in stages, the heart playing a significant role. One act, only sets the scene. The Who, what, when, where, but the why; without question. If to be, or not to be… faithful. Who, should see the love, everyone. What, was the motive, love unconditional. When, should love be displayed, always. Where, did the love originate, the heart. Why, should there always be an encore? To demonstrate, love could never truly act. Until the heart is moved, by strength of character. To show how love in action, can leave you breathless. Love has a background, so the backdrop, can shine a radiant light, that leaves an afterglow. Doesn’t matter the stage, where your love is at. It’s still, a heart becoming… shaped by the soul. Love, not aligned with the stars, but the breadth therein, holding love’s starry gaze. In love, I have, we have, every heart has a part to play. Here, in our humanity, every heart has a starring role. Don’t ever hesitate, to let your heart get into character. No script, should ever be needed. For the love, to be heartfelt!

Love in stages, has a point to it. The development, a heart going through the necessary phase. Moments in time, a period, becoming part of love’s journey. The heart, reaching a particular juncture. Where every stage, requires another self examination. A search of the heart, will stretch the love, until it covers. The choice, to be, or not to be. A heart has a platform, but love gives it a voice. Love, doesn’t need the right forum. For the heart to be at a stage, showcasing a just decorum. Thy lips, cannot speak, unless thy heart, gives it words. With love, if your heart isn’t in it? Then how, can the love truly show, what’s inside? Love in its truest action, avoids the drama. For the love to not be seen, as a staged production. In the right setting, love doesn’t need the perfect context, for the feeling to be the right texture. Even if love, unperformed in action? Never let it be, an act seen too many times. Love in stages, a heart forever in the spotlight. Reciting affirmation, reciprocating the love. So the breadth, has its own love story, to tell!

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Water, to Wine!

A heart, determined not be deterred, by the circumstance, becomes. Every season, leaves bottled up emotions. When love is poured, the water flows, the rivers deepen. Love’s, deepest encounters. Leaves depth of soul, deeply moved. Nothing missing, when the perspective changes. Love, becoming everything, so profound. Breath is taken, love is given. The heart pours, to let the soul receive. In the pressing, in the crushing… moments. Fear of the unknown, soothed by love’s true essence. The fullness, like water refreshing the soul, with new wine. Forever changed, heart and soul. In the stillness, it’s a heart becoming. A heart, tethered to love’s endearing vine. A soul, thirsty to savor the best, of love’s sweetest moments. For real love has a quality, that doesn’t seek to impress. Just looks for an opportunity, to humbly serve, love’s true delight. Love is the water, when poured from the depth, becomes like the finest wine. Though, a jar of clay, a heart can live, its best life. When love is seen, as the perfect glue. Love instructs, the heart reveals. Power released, love unveiled. An exquisite heart, will reserve their most tasteful love. For everyone, to freely enjoy. The water, becoming the wine, so divine!

“Jesus replied, “My dear one, don’t you understand that if I do this, it will change nothing for you, but it will change everything for me! My hour of unveiling my power, has not yet come. ” Mary then went to the servers and told them, “Whatever Jesus tells you, do it!” Nearby stood six stone water pots meant to be used for the Jewish washing rituals. Each one could hold about twenty gallons or more. Jesus came to the servers and instructed them, “Fill the pots with water, right up to the very brim.” Then he said, “Now fill your pitchers and take them to the master of ceremonies.” And when they poured out their pitchers for the master of ceremonies to sample, the water had become wine! When he tasted the water that had become wine, the master of ceremonies was impressed with its quality. (Although he didn’t know where the wine had come from, only the servers knew.) He called the bridegroom over and said to him, “Every host serves his best wine first, until everyone has had a cup or two, then he serves the cheaper wine. But you, my friend, you’ve reserved the most exquisite wine until now!””
‭‭John‬ ‭2:4-10‬ ‭TPT‬‬

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Believe!

I believe, I believe in you. I believe, friends could never be. If love, didn’t first exist… between, time and space. Though, we can’t touch the sky. I believe, a heart can fly, if given wings. I believe, a soul can truly soar, with faith beneath the breadth. Yes, I do believe, there’s a heaven, beyond sight unseen. I believe, from within a mother’s womb, a soul is predestined. To know life, conceives the destiny, love concedes your worth. I believe, a heart chases butterflies. To see how beautiful, having wings can be. When fear, flies to the northern star, like a dove. I believe, when a heart comes to you, wrapped in love. Earnest, becomes the tender moments. When nights, are long and cold, hope is a gentle whisper. Saying, you don’t have to Fake it, your heart can Take it. You just have to believe, and faith will help you Make it, though many rivers. You have to go through, what your heart needs to go through. So, next time you will Know it, believing is the gift. That keeps regifting, your heart in the reassurance. Believing, profoundly more attainable, than just wishing. I believe, that even though tears fall. In the midst of the rain, hope takes your disappear, to the light. The fear of failure, hides when sees your heart, has a fire burning; in the darkest moments. I believe, if you count it all joy. Heartache, will be just a season, that brings with it change; for you to believe. When you have love in your heart, being vulnerable; will never mean hopeless. Seeing, for the first time. Means a heart, believing forever. I believe, we have the power. A heart unrestrained, to believe there’s a light, shining within. If the day, comes and takes your breath? Then, let my heart; Believe for you, and me!

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A Heart Conditioned!

Don’t assume, my hand and my mind, collaborates to pen, words for my muse. They don’t dictate, to how deep the river flows. A heart conditioned, doesn’t allow the mind and body. To affect what heart and soul, needs to be perfectly clear. A heart, very much in control, of what’s said, and done. The heart bleeds, the mind concedes, as love dictates. The pen flows, the ink reveals. A love story, in every verse. Pumping the brakes, won’t change the trajectory. Love has a mission, to let every heart know the gravity, within a breathless love. A strong heartbeat, still needs to be a heart, with a sustaining love. A steady rhythm of love, what moves every heartbeat, beyond the average 60 to 100 beats per minute. Off the charts, a heart with a profound condition. The love, moves beyond words. The heart, the fifth largest organ in the body, but pound for pound the strongest. It’s not muscles, that defines a warrior, it’s the heart. As for, me and my soul. Don’t assume, what collaborates to pen, words for my muse. My truest love, the only thing that remedies, a Heart Conditioned, to bleed… Love, from the deepest place!

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