Fun Friday; The Glue!

Baby, baby you, me; two hearts, stuck like glue. May, thirty two years; but it only took my heart a glimpse, to see Forever. My faith in the love, forever strong. My word, my bond; that will never come undone. The thought of that, and to all those who said something different; yeah, just crazy talk. Sure, there’s been some rough times. Some parts, that have needed a little bit more glue. T.L.C, have meant different things. “Tender Loving Care,” what’s applied a high percentage of the time. But there are moments when, Time, Learn, Correction… tape; gives you an opportunity, for a do over. We’ve made it through the hard times. Had to apply a whole lot of love, when the day brought with it the rain. Even when the tears, are part of an accidental forecast. The glue makes for a quick dry, creating an even stronger bond. Two hearts determined, pledged to forever stick together. Baby, baby my heart; forever stuck on you!

Even in the darkest moments, our love still knew how to find each other. Even when a two sided opinion, becomes just one side feeling; it’s just a band-aid fix, the glue going through the test… Stress. Woman, your heart has always seen; how my love has been clingy. Stuck to your heart, just like glue. Even when our two hearts end up, on opposite sides of a sticky situation. Your love will still be fly, my cutie pie. I don’t need any paper, to tell me that. Wax on, wax off; ha. For this love, our hearts will fight. Birth pain, growing pains. The terrible two’s… times three, and of course me. Crazy love, what stuck out so often; what always stuck tightly to our hearts. A wife, a mother; the pouring out of the best inside. From the very start, your love quickly noticed to be; a crucial part of the family glue. Over the years, the glue has definitely been stretched; but always based in elasticity. The love, may not have always been super; but the glue.. Crazy. Fast bonding, but our hearts chose long lasting. Not always sweet love, but still worth sticking to. Sticking around, until old and gray. The gummy years, by any other name; just as sweet!

Girl, your candy love enabled; sticky fingers, so I stole your heart. At first contact, my heart was cemented to your love. Resistance at that point, futile. It was a close encounter, E.T…. phone home. (Estimated Time), within seconds; a heart connection, the call to Daddy God. I’ve found the one, predestined. Some days, became sticky moments. Two hearts in holding pattern, trying to work out the sticking point. What always stuck, deep within the crevices of the love, trust; the true bonding agent. Whenever the trust, seemed like it might fail? God’s love, what kept it from disintegrating. Many came to Test the love, but they couldn’t Drive… us apart. The sticker shock, the commitment; not what they were expecting. The love was strong, and I wasn’t about to let; any of the negativity stick. Whatever they implied, was reinforced with the truth of God’s love. We just let it all, roll off the faith therein. Laughter, an intricate add in. But, not meant to be used as just an adjatiave; to deflect from revealing the depth, within the love. Just meant to help loosen up the love, give the glue a little bit more stickability. But, the most essential component; found within God’s love, what binds two hearts together. If both hearts are willing to recognize, acknowledge that His love truly is; The Glue!

WCR

The Story; They Called A Crime!

Let me tell you the story, how it drove a heart to passionately want. Set out to unapologetically steal, what wasn’t mine. I was young, some called me crazy; said I was making a huge mistake. A decision, that was going to ruin my life. Call me naive if you will, I wasn’t looking at the writing; they struck upon the wall, just the love written… on the desire. The co-conspirators; heart, and soul. It was a want, but also something I needed to do. If I truly believed what a voice, whispered into my soul. The passion drove thee, but all they could see, just a crime. It was thirty two years ago, when my heart committed; but it’s the act itself, that will forever be remembered. The crime they saw, but the passion I felt. My heart was heavily invested, I guess you can say; “the heart wants, what the heart wants.” Powerless to stop, wasn’t the conviction. Call it what you truly will, but I forever vowed; to stand by my heart’s conviction!

She never saw it coming, the love took her by surprise. It was a predestined encounter, a soul looking for love. Her heart fit the profile, a glistening rare jewel. A silent river runs deep, but even I didn’t yet know how deep? The ability, to the reason; completely swept away. I got what I wanted, there was no going back; the crime was carried out. The love was out of the bag, what’s a girl to do? She surrendered, to the power of an irresistible charm. Well, that’s how it played out… in my mind. The crime of the century, not; but it surely will be talked about for decades, by a convicted heart. Enjoy my new found jewel, that was my every intention. But I had to be very intentional, not treat what I had; like just another possession. This love, was so much more than that. Someone can else take, what you don’t choose to hold close to your heart. The day came, when I had to confess. Be a man, tell the one who’s heart I stole. What got into my heart, what led me to that moment in time? Go back to the scene of the crime, reveal the true intention, and deeply confess. I went down on one knee, I needed to ask the question; will you…

Months later the day came, it wasn’t a trying time. Even though, I had to stand before the peers. As they watched me stand there, to tell the one I perpetrated the stealing of heart. Walked towards me, to look me straight in the eye. They watched to see, if I would totally crack under pressure. Fall apart, or fall even deeper… into a lovely moment? I didn’t need to plea, try to get a lightly scented… handkerchief. I didn’t need to wipe off the love, to my face; coming out of the pores. Forever, what it is. It was the never ending walk, for her to get to where I stood… strong. I was moved only by the beauty, unveiled in my poetic justice. Get what my heart and soul, had coming. She finally reached, stared deep into my heart. The decision came down, for what my soul had to answer. In love forever, or forever in love? That was the dilemma, the room went absolutely quiet; trying to hear my heart’s confession. Tell her what she needed to hear, out of the depth of my soul. I Do, I Am, I Will, I Did… take; you’re my forever!

I looked, waited; but heard no one objections. She needed to know the truth, absolutely deserved the answer. Clearly, decisively my heart said. I’m guilty, wanting to take your heart; as my own. Just as I said that, I heard a voice in my heart say; “this is your beloved, in whom I am well pleased!” The verdict was in, my heart knew with absolute certainty; it was the right decision. I am guilty, my heart knew what it was doing. The clear intention from the start, steal her heart. Not to be part of a collection, but be forever treasured. The beautiful, heart shaped gem. I’m not ashamed of the love, my soul wants to be; forever shackled to this truth. I will never show any remorse, or have a case brought; to be presented as having regrets. I refuse to take back my confession. Chain my heart to the confession, for a thousand years. Lock my heart up within the love, throw away the keys. The time of passion, has no statute of limitation. I’m in for life, and I will never have a need… to be freed!

WCR

The Vow!

Lady, from the moment we met. It was clear to me, there was something to the encounter. You may not have known it, but I believe your heart took a quick glimpse, into my soul. A racing heart, but stopped by the gaze. The encounter left the soul with a question, for the heart to ponder. Was she the one, that has been part of my dreams? Every time our hearts met, it was our heaven. Your heart, my love; part of a glorious design. I didn’t vow to have you, but there was a chase; you stole my heart. So, what’s a man left to do; vow to love her… forever. A love that has given my heart, strength when I am weak. Much comfort, knowing my soul has your heart to lean on. Your love has been a lighthouse, when I have lost my way. Standing on what’s sure, a heart wide open, your love the treasure. May, the month and a day; we vowed to give forever, so hearts we exchanged!

My love, from the depth of my soul; I tell you this. Your love, all I’ve ever needed. What I am today, you’re very much part of the reason. What I have in you, what makes my heart complete. All my dreams came true, with the love I have found in you. I love you, give me forever to show; it’s more than words can say. Your love is close, so close to my heart. Breathing becomes easier, knowing your love is always there. Helping to take some of the weight, off my chest. Because I feel the love, nestled up against my soul. The place reserved, for the truest love predestined; to get the deepest part of my heart. Two hearts, but one heartbeat. I vowed to keep your love, within the forever place. My heart, until my last breath. No one, will ever be able to take your love. Pry it away, from my undying love. Forever, saved for you. My heart the river, dreaming to find a gentle stream of love; but encountered an ocean, vowing to carry our hearts… into forevermore!

WCR

My Angel!

I believe in love, I believe our love is forever. My love, in you I believe. I believe God hears prayers, I believe God listens to the heart. I know God heard my heart, because my answered prayer… was you. I love that you care, I love that every day you dare. To stand strong on your own two, hope and faith. I love you from days of old, I will love you in a thousand years. When we both get old, with a slight touch of grey. When all in my heart is told. I LOVE YOU, will never be too bold; to tell about a heart of gold. Your love has much meaning, knowing your heart has meant so much. What I mean through all of this, I love who you are… to me. I know a heart can beat, without having breath. I know a soul can breathe forever, but only when that heart truly knows; what love gives every breath? The greatest gift is love, a committed love is the forever gift… to a grateful heart. I believe God has given your soul wings. You may not notice my eyes looking, but my heart always knows; when your heart starts to soar. You may doubt it, but my heart has always believed it; you are… My Angel!

WCR

The Secret; What?

What? From about the time my wife and I, reached our twenty fifth anniversary. People have asked me this question; what is “The Secret,” to a lasting marriage? Even this week, I was asked this question. A few years ago, I decided to write; what I believe to be a simplistic thought. Whenever I get asked the question, my answer is always the same; “LOVE THE ONE YOU’RE WITH!” That’s my take, love will never be perfect; there’s no right method, no secrets. To me, it’s not about finding the right person; “but you become the right Love, for them.” There’s no secret love, just simply love the one you’re with. Too many people, rely on their feelings to guide them; when it’s the heart, that truly knows best!

You can never make someone love you, but you can make yourself truly love them; for better or worse. I also look at it like this; “even if you don’t always Feel the Love, still continue to Give Love!” You can help change a heart, when you truly know how to first change a mind; Yours! That’s probably, “the secret;” that seems to elude so many hearts. One important key for me, a love bound within a three strand cord; not easily broken, the spiritual element. You need to make up within your own heart, that you will love them forever. Never to question, if they in turn; will also love you the same? Sometimes, it can seem like the relationship is oil and water. But even water can turn into wine, and the oil can anoint. Give the union time, to turn into a true blessing!

For me, the question was never about her heart; but mine. The only heart, I have true influence over; change starts within. So, the question you need to ask yourself is this; are you truly willing to love them; until death… do you part? Search within, truthfully ask yourself a simple question. Is Valentines Day, the only day you remember; to celebrate the one you love? Or do you love that 365 days, you get the opportunity to appreciate; the one you get to celebrate? When you have truly discovered how to love completely. You might just find, that love is not really a secret; but a choice, a matter of the heart. So come closer, let me whisper into your heart. If you truly need to know “The Secret”… to a long lasting love; the What, is you!

Hope everyone had a fantastic May, hope this was a blessing? You may have noticed a slight shift, in the tone of this months post? May is my love month. Seems like just yesterday, 31 years; when the three strands were tethered. God, Husband, Wife!
Save the picture if you like. May you all, have a Blessed weekend!
WCR

Fun Friday; Case of the T!

SweeTie, can I trouble you for just a second? Now when I say a second, I truly mean; forever. I want to trouble your heart, stir up your soul. Can I do it… everyday, how about for a thousand years? Okay, okay; that’s pretty presumptuous of me, lets just make it forever? Now I must warn you, I AM… a handful; Two… to be exact. My heart is complicated. It requires a true understanding; Upper case, lower case? Now, I’m not asking you to figure out my heart? Many have tried, but they just ended up getting frustrated; they just didn’t get me. You know the positioning of my heart, it’s a heart forever shifted. Others thought they could just put my heart into a box, and just write me off… as done. Square peg, round hole; doesn’t even apply. To know my heart, you have to think outside the box!

Now girl, I must confess; I’ve been called Trouble, Capital. Maybe once or twice, okay; maybe a couple of hundred times. Woman, please don’t ever let that trouble you. If that kind of talking, totally shifts the narrative; “you can’t take a funny man seriously.” That’s a case of another T, Talking points. Control, ALT, Del; whatever others say about me. Girl, I just want to see you smile; with my humorous expressions. It’s never just tongue and cheek, whenever I say; I Will Love You Forever. I know that my kind of love, is rubbing off on you. Your love has become Big Trouble, for my heart. Your love is TOUCHING, SHIFTING; MOVING. The LOVE felt, yeah; ALL CAPS. If a sticky key seems a bit dirty? Let the compressed air… exhale. Let every breath of your love, blow my mind!

Wait, hold up, backspace. This part needs to be Underscored, This_Love_Is_Forever! Girl, please don’t worry; about how much trouble you’ve gotten yourself into? You had your chance to Escape, but it seems the Control… button; didn’t work. Case closed, this love; has a hold on your heart. Fill my heart with your charm, it’s sure to be a case of love itiss; and I would never try to fight it. I know I can be a jokester, a prankster; a funny man. But at the end of the day, my heart will surely be no trouble. Your love has helped, to turn a once troubled heart; into a lower case t (thankful_from the bottom of my heart). This is not a mistake… n identity, I know who I am. When we met, I was young, maybe a bit naive; and you were, My Sweet Sixteen!

Woman, when you agreed to marry, you surely must have known; I was going to be a handful, “a.k.e Trouble?” Baby love, you must have known, my kind of love; was spelt with an Upper case T? No need to call me a fool, I’m not that mister T. But you can surely pity this fool, who’s still in love with you. The smartest thing I ever did, was marrying you; and promise you forever. You were never a fool, to ever say yes. Don’t ever let this love, be about the case of the T. Whether lower case, or if sometimes stuck too long; in the Upper case. My only intention, to be the endless trouble for your heart; how about forever? If my words, ever cut deep. Big Trouble, for my heart; knowing that I forgot, to remove the Cap Lock. Why I forever choose, to think before my heart speaks. I don’t want a lowercase word, to become a case of concern; for your heart. Go ahead, call me TROUBLE; all caps, full stop. I may tend to put tongue in cheek, but all joking aside. May, the Case of the T; truly mean TOGETHER, Forever!

WCR