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Monthly Archives: September 2013

The pressure is on…

Love, you pressure me to be more than I think I can be

You sing to me

And it caresses my soul

So many measures are taken to please you

All I want to do is give you a ring

And confirm my feelings

My satisfaction comes from the meaning behind

What I deliver to you in words

Saying  ”I love you”

Doesn’t seem like enough so here goes:

My passion for you extends through infinity

You teach me about divinity

I lay in your rapture


Lord, my castle is my perception of life

So tall and wide are my hopes and dreams

Never yielding to my fears

but keeping the field of green pastures nourished and watered

All of my days are fruitful and let my mind and heart

Continue to grow in what leads me to my passions

So wonderful are your ways

Always reminding me to ration

Never let me fail as you teach me to be blind to the world

You reach me in a fashion that escorts goodwill

And your ways are mighty

Wedding vows

My vows to you play into a passion like the rays of the sun

So tenderly is my heart yearning to be one with you

On our journey together

 Let’s always remember to promote goodwill In each other

And let’s never give into failure

As we walk down this road that leads us to divinity

 let’s always hold dear our God who made us one

And lets us always cheer for each other

 as if we carry the tune to our destiny

Drifting in the sea

I swear I will be

A unit of compromise today

And tomorrow you will Stare

at the sores on my feet

I will not judge you

I know you are helpless

Dripping in esteem

I cure my beginning

Of arthritis

In my mind

I’m so old

Can I find my last


And will it show

Me my true


My purpose

Leaves me to sorts

Telling me of what pours

My spirit into the depth

Of eternity

Leaning into the sea

Of infinity

Closer to the end

Of what sacrifices

It’s known

Bend of a learning


The essence of a flower

 expands the truth

that what is hidden

 also flows through

the forbidden stem

what grows is also new

and glorious

teaching us that

it’s power

is ridden

in it’s shower

of petals

I acquire thee

I step over rocks

I look at the clock

It’s time you say

To knock at my calling

So hard locking

In my dreams

A stream of

A fountain

Holds to extreme


Never accusing

The beginning

But forming

In a mock up

Of what truly


To the mold

Of docking

Is not


But in lifting

the unlimited



Lord, your ways meet me in such good taste

Before you I stand to implore you

I beseech thee

Please see me as clean and pure

Redeem me

 and share with me your dove of love

bless me

and never forget me

I am now one with you


My beauty surpasses all wonders

And distinguishes the meaning

Of love as the mark of the world