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Monthly Archives: September 2013

Lord,

Your fountain offers it’s perfection

In it’s reflection

Your palace is made of stone

So much entices me about you

I’m prone to stick

With my connection with you

My glass is half full today

As I lay in different seasons

I always know you are

My only constant in life

I love you


Karma

So many jokes I hear of

Some offer a puddle of treason

And others shock me by mocking me

I’m so stubborn just give me a cupboard of dishes

And I’ll switch with you

Because soon you will be getting dished

what you are due


The echoes of the hallways

 perform on this scene

 as a tempered beat

of peoples feet

So much confusion meets my ears

As I have them open

hoping to hear

 the secrets of the women

coming here

To meet me for lunch

I’m heading

to go shopping with them

We’re going to find

 all the sales and deals of the day

What a wonderful afternoon

Full of lobbying and hopping

 from store to store

We were born for this


Changing times bring me to sigh

I wash away my tears

Hoping to rid myself of my fears

The fire that prospers my spirit

Is also what I hear of as the cure

For my despair

Come to me

And bring me

what also sings to me


Ideally…

A glimpse into my ideal world includes

a passion for life so often that I choose to hide

Move me to view my difference from others

as marksmanship To be youthful and Daring

And let me stare in the mirror today

And tell myself I’m beautiful.


Love, what an odd position you put me in

Telling me that we have to move for your job

Let me prove my love for you doesn’t depend

On our address

I love you and will follow you anywhere


The raindrops fall to the petals of the flowers

The leaves fall from the trees

This storm brings glory

Leaving behind a touch of seasons changing

So many blessings come from what seems to breed turmoil

The bees may hide and the branches may fall

But after all is gone and over

I know there will be more power given to the ones

That honor their own shower of forgiveness


 

Love, you paint before me a picture

Presenting a landscape with a stream

Meaning our life is a portrait of nature

Ever-flowing into infinity

So much power in what you shower me with

Our time has come to be one with divinity


MEMORIES

Standing sideways leaves her body to be but a silhouette

Slightly in the shade she moves closer to the tree

As she glances to her left she sees the marking of an imprinted heart

This art was formed in memory of her true love

Some have said he is deceased but she knows his soul always lives


Love, your passion for me pushes me to exceed in flattery

Your commitment to me extends to my feet

Always honoring me and my ways

I come to you and I meet you on your knees

Please take me to bed and let’s commit a sin