To see you burn and come through as pure gold.Loving in the deep without time, limitations or fear.I love you now, I’ll love you then.Victory is given to those who endure until the end and remembers love conquers all fear.
It’s a closed case when I examine the evidence, I see the crime and the victim is hesitant. Speak up … More
Sweet Honey drips across chapped bare lips.
A sated man loathes foreign honey.
For in due season a man cultivates his delicate honeycomb fruit.
While slowly watching his honey pot boil brew.
I dry cry because I’m leaving. The pain starts in my mind, trikles down like an extraction of the bone marrow from the depths of my spine.
A Lover of Peace
What is life without victory and victory without life? We all recall Paul, Peter, James, and John, but who remembers the woman that dies before Jesus Christ. A lover I have yet to know. A full womb I have yet to hold. And yet my life is still heavy with birthing pains… please hold on to my memory and remember my pains.
Do you ever see a person like an apple in a tree?As the apple that’s delightfully sweet, it hurts to be eaten when you wanted to be free.Nourished me up from a seed, only to be consumed oh what a terrible dream