Tag: Life

Valiantly!

Love, beats passionately within my chest. Quickens my spirit, awakens my emotions. The heart of a warrior, thy love has made my soul to be. Valiantly, with thy breadth I will forever slay the darkness. With thy strength, reign in the rebellious heart. Thus, will unequivocal strike a lasting blow, to a strong willed mind. In the twilight, stand’s aloft the knight. Valiant love, steadfast with an impenetrable armor. Seen, within a graceful light. Love, gives my heart the strength, to vanquish every fear. Emboldens my quiver, so with my bow. My arrow, will thus pierce the dawn. Love, places the greatest sword in my sheath. With determination, my heart will wield it valiantly, like it was Excalibur. The Author of faith, such a love is truly King. True love, endearing like a thousand shields. In the thicket, in the thick of it, love will sacrifice. In the midst of love’s courage, anxiety doth quake. In the wake, lack won’t have the power, to plunder your soul. In every breath, remnants of a spirited love. Valiant love, hold my heart, in thy gaze. Let my stature be, clothed in confidence. Never to be dismayed, nether cower, in the middle of the fiercest battle. Thus, be unyielding, unwavering; in the pursuit to become, a victorious love. Fearless conquers, in heart of hearts. A brave soul inlaid, with a noble love. The lionhearted, a soul endowed, with grace to overcome. A heart, distinguishable wherever thou goest. Virtuous love, Valiantly will I pursue you; to be a heart like thine!

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Love’s Sweet Surrender!

In the night, my soul stays awake, waiting to exhale. In my sleep, my heart still hears, your love breathe. My soul, watches throughout the twilight, to know the very moment, your love enters my dreams. With every glimpse into your heart, sweet love, leaving my love in awe. Experiencing the tenderness, while my heart held, by love’s sweet embrace. Every breath, becomes another sweet surrender. My heart concedes, awake and in my dreams, give love my being. The sweet aroma, the sweet fragrance of love, yielding the breathless essence. The kiss upon my heart, the breadth of love within my soul. In the sweetest dreams, words stay lost, love what I’ve found. Why, I won’t ever close my heart, won’t let my soul drift off to sleep. For the bliss, I will surely miss. Heart and soul, resting; in Love’s Sweet Surrender!

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The Reflection!

The dreamer, and the dream. The heart awakened, with a renewed inspiration. To not let love, fade into the peripheral. The profound, the true meaning. Love’s truest expression, seen in a perfect light. Where reality is known, but the evidence never realized. Real love revealed, always be a beautiful reflection, more than superficial. Every day, we face the mirror. The look within, to be enlightened. What was, what is, what changes. So, your love can be a reflection, in life, in heart, in mind, in soul. The prism, with the lens exceeding, black and white. In the mirror, the colors of love, reflects its purest form. A splitting image, can evolve into splitting hairs, in a tainted perspective. If the ends, justifies the means. Love is an extension, not a buy product, it’s freely given. Love, never meant to be a shiny surface, but a deep impression. So the likeness resonates, being a true portrayal. A picture, with a thousand words. A mirrored love, a reciprocated demonstration, not a one sided reflection. A daily look in the mirror, refocuses the heart, beyond the imperfections. When love, needs to be a distinguishable display; for me it starts, with the man in the mirror. The innermost, brings into the light. What’s on the outside, your light will illuminate. The heart perceives, what the love concedes. It’s not show and tell, but in the image created. In the mirror, be a Reflection… of the truest love!

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Her Worth!

Through the sands of time, her heart beats endlessly. Her worth, not in question. For, the strength of her love, beyond words. The moon knows her essence, the stars gaze at her beauty. Her radiance, outshines the twilight, eclipses the moonlight. Her heart, a crimson rose. Her soul, bares an Angel, disguised. Her presence, endearing. Her quintessence, providence. Her personification, virtuous. Her head, crowns her meaning. Her feet, walks the miles. Her strength, profound. Her breath, ordained, to breathe new life. Her love, shaped by her heart. Her support, leaves no doubt. Her life, bears much fruit. Her purpose, indisputable. Her confidence, binds her resolve. Her inspiration, love unconditional. Her expression, depth of soul. Her armor, breadth of heart. Her beauty, found within. Her desire, give heart and soul. Her need, the freedom to be. Her celebration, internationally known. A woman’s worth, unquestionable. Her heart, tells the tale; Her Worth!

A Tribute, to international woman’s day!

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A Counterfeit Love!

The love I feel, could never be mistaken. The heart searched, the love tested. The soul proven, to be genuine. Though, the heart deeply flawed. Love covers, ten thousand imperfections. Love’s presence, fathoms depth, examines breadth. Up close and personal, the essence, takes your breath. Real love, the foremost in proving. In love, assurances are worthless. If love is bought, with promises. But the heart and soul, not sold out. If the validation, the authentication, the elation. Are not replicated daily, in undeniable truth, the worth becomes meaningless. Possessing, a heart of gold. Never allowing your heart, to become bankrupt. Giving what may be seen in the light, as a Counterfeit Love!

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Holding, On to Memories!

Every breath, cascading through the sands of time. Every heartbeat, moving within a graceful rhythm. Why grasp at straws, when love held dear, will always be. For the hands of time, can’t counter feeling, encountered with every moment. I hold on to endearing, breathe though my breath taken. My soul speaks, through love’s holistic tether. My heart sings, with breathless words. I grip reality, clench fist at heartache. Will carry the memories, they will never be a burden. I will cleave to love, and let the tears fall. They won’t break, my heart’s not made of glass. I cling to the cross, for life, beyond the moon and stars. Capturing, not about maintaining the memories, but the heart living, in the love retained. Kept, not the name’s sake, but what the love takes, you to a moment in time. From the cradle, to the grave, squeeze the love tight. With all your might, hold it forever. It will sustain, the love that remains, unchanged. Though, love bears the weight, profoundly know the breadth, even in death. The memories remaining, will stand the test of time, in life after breath. All at once, the realization; the smile, the laughter, the love, the embrace, just memories. A dove ascends, to the heavens, on the wings of our love. What remains, love living in the essence, in the shape of a heart!

Where has the year gone, a day that seems like yesterday. A little dove, with the heart of an angel, ascended to the heavens. A daughter, a sister, a friend, forever held in our memories, and in our hearts! In loving memory of my daughter, Justinea Angelina Richards. March 9, 1990, to March 2, 2021.

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These!

These hands, will raise the banner, display the One, with unfailing love. These feet, will walk the miles, to know the heart, of the ones who feel the pain. Be at the place, where the broken-hearted live. This voice, will speak for those being silenced, to have no voice. These tears, will forever flow. For the ones, who can’t cry anymore. These lips, won’t keep silent. Love speaks with authority, when the voice of truth. These eyes, will see the injustice, the wounds. The ones being deafened, suffering in the silence. This mind, will think of endless ways. How this heart of mine, can shine a light on love’s greatest treasure. The unselfish, unchanging, unconditional love. I’ve had to learn, how to stay in this place. Be available, be love extended. I, would have never known this place. If love didn’t first take me, from living in a silent river. To become a voice, loving in the wildness. Love, helped to lay it all down. For nothing else, can take its place. True love, wants you to be the heart, for every soul in need. Show love’s undying portion, for every soul you meet. A hand, reaches out. A heart, opens wide. The ears, hears the cries. The eyes, sees the need. The voice, speaks the Word. The lips, sings praise. Love, is the good news. Every hand and feet, it’s love in motion; the heart and soul, in action. Give love your will, and love will give your heart purpose. Let love, be your hands, your ears, your voice, your eyes, in your mind, and every breath. Say love, I’m available to You. Be my heart, so I can become, love to the least of These!

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God’s got it!

Woke up this morning, and searched. My heart, wasn’t missed placed; my soul, being examined. X marked the spot, every found ray of sunshine. You see, every day; I dig deep, not to find my worth; to bury my pride. Make up my mind, to let love be, my everything. But, if truth be? I’m still learning how to breathe, while every breath is held. I don’t worry about tomorrow, I let tomorrow worry about itself. Every anxiety, the unknown, are put in there place. I am, no longer a slave to fear. When the rain falls, every tear, bottled up forever. I don’t, have a pity party. I look to the heavens, and dance in the reign. How much money in the bank, enough gas in the tank; let me be frank, I don’t worry about it. Food on the table, a roof over our head. My Father, supplies what we need. His love is my home, His wealth is my abundance, the promises are yea. Vertical, how my posture, lets my love get noticed. Woke up this morning; every praise, intentional. Every breath, with confidence. My heart, God’s got it!

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Her Strength!

Every day, her heart rises, to the challenge. The personification, the representation, her quintessence. Life shapes, her love becomes. Deepened, heightened, enlightened, emboldened; profound. A woman’s worth, because you’re you. Her love, endearing, her heart, enduring, her soul, unfolding. Her story, compelling, her existence, prevailing. Doing it all, giving her all; her affection, revealing her deepest desire. Her passion, to show you her heart. Her intimacy, into you to see. Her devotion, unyielding, her humanity, love a thousand ways. What weighs on her, not love on the brain, the love on her heart. Her friendship be received, her kindness be accepted, her tenderness be felt. Her warmth exposed, her amour respected; love unconditional. Her essence, the inner beauty. Her poetry, love in motion. Her muse, self in diverse means. Her contemplation, accomplishments with hopes and dreams. Her clarity, the untainted perspective. Her resolve, powerful. Her purpose, consequential. Her initiative, pivotal. Her being, to be reckoned. For her Strength, her characteristics, undeniable!

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Sweet Love!

Your love, such a special treat, so delightfully sweet. When, I look into your eyes, your love always tasteful as creamy caramel. Mrs Brown, eyed complexion. My sweet lady, there’s no complexity, to the love we share. If it’s not one heartbeat, how can sweet love, last to the end of time? Girl, your heart has never been shy. To let me see into you, to indulge my soul with endless love. Milady, I will hold open the door, show you my heart. I will forever adore, everyday give your heart more, of my sweetest love. Will appreciate you with this, celebrate you with bliss. Never let your soul miss, when my heart utters I do, still love you. Babe, heart to heart, how we walk to forever. Lets hold on to love, like we won’t ever let each other’s heart go. Sweetness, will never be my weakness. In the moonlight, your love sparkles like the starlight. In the daylight, your heart shines like the sunlight. By candlelight, how our love gazes, into our hopes and dreams. Your love, the thing in my heart, the presence by my side. Love, the word to consume thoughts, the river to drown hearts. Mi Amor, my buttercup, my candy girl, my valentine; you’re the sweetest honey. My sweet dreams, are made with these!

Happy Valentines, to every heart! For my bride and I, this is our 35th valentines together. Many have asked me, “what’s the secret, to have a lasting love?” My answer, “love the one you’re with.” Don’t try to change them, adjust your heart’s perspective, to make it become the love they need! Whether it’s days, weeks, or years together? Make the moments, in love’s embrace truly special. 365, how much days a heart needs, know true love, and find forevermore!

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