Seeking to find the one. Hopeful that she will appear when my mind and heart are in alignment. Ready to welcome her with open arms and a sincere heart. She will be my Valentine's 365 days of the year. I will love her beyond the sunset. I will make love to her through the midnight hour. I will marry her dreams. I will cultivate her hopes into realities. She will be the period after every sentence created. She stares in my eyes with finalization. I say "Yes" as her lips press against my cheek whispering to me how happy she was that I Found her. I walk in faith. Talk in strength. Broke down many nights as alone befriended me. Wishful tears blurred my foresight at times, but I constantly reminded myself that as God closes one door, he opens ten more. Never thought I would feel insatiable joy again. But when God introduced me to you sweet woman, my legs succumbed to the promise of God, on my knees I fell, surrendering many thanksgivings. Love was remixed. Love never smelled so sweet. I never wanted this feeling to let me go. For years, my back angled itself against the wall while my thoughts became a prisoner of my unfaithfulness. Lost sight of the precious gifts brought forth in human form. Nevertheless, I destroyed faithful; never to make love to her ever again. Followed by deceit, self-doubt and loneliness. Drowning in my own tears, God placed a lifejacket over my heart and the reconstruction began. Fighting the temptations of sharing my body with the unknowns, I segregated myself from the powers that be. Muted and alone, I began walking down a different pathway. The road less traveled separated the truths from the fallacies by creating a place of refuge where I could rest and not feel ashamed. I clicked my heels three times and said "God, forgive me and allow me to continue to live and thrive in your intended purpose...forgive me." The sky roared as the sun bullied its way through the dark clouds. The rays of the sun kissed and found comfort on my darkened skin...I smiled. Without a moments noticed, she appeared. Her smile tickled my heart placing temporary dimples in my cheekbones. Her presence made me smile harder. Her calming words made me feel taller. God confirmed us as we. We as one. On the way we go...never to forget the journey of falling, getting back up, and going from glory to glory to glory. Welcome.

Love in Retrospect...I declare.

Mercy on my heart you beautiful woman whose beauty has taken me beyond the course of courts-man-ship. Imagine a pot of gold waiting at the end of the rainbow seasoned just for my heart to accept. Imagine the gift of love celebrated like a corporate holiday. Anxiously awaiting for that movie moment when the sun draws nearer as our eyes reach a pivotal moment-they rest upon the reflection of what is yet to become. Nervously I succumb to my imaginary moment, eyes wide open. Long sigh... No rush to kiss you. More eager to share my deepest darkest secrets as, we, in love, build an alliance, trusting the pathway we walk in faith, carrying the weight of life while our spirits guide us to God's promise. Burdened with old afflictions, wondering If I will ever pass love's sobriety test, my drunken state of confusion has weakened my position of ever wanting to love again. But the more I stay from the matters of love, the more I want to SAY YES. The "Yes" man has been out of season for awhile now. Reflecting on my whirlwind affairs and matters of the heart, desperate to clear my name, proactively on bended knees, the fruit of what was being released from the mouth was course in its presentation and rotten from its agenda. The daunting task of revitalizing my spirit that has shaken, stirred and spat on clearly has taken me on a roller coaster ride of remorse. Searching to find simplicity in my heart that has been cornered and hardened by its own impulsive implications has become a by-product that one seems to want to buy. As reachable as embedded stars in a midnight sky, I want Love in its replication. Always bright, steady as a surgeon's hand and as delicate as the eyes of a newborn seeing his parents for the first time, I thirst to become whole. My fight has become arduous. No warnings of what lies ahead. Just reflective memories of what should of been. Ridding of the arrested development of my past, while allowing me to mercifully take refuge of my heart accepting the beauty within you. That pot of gold is right before me: Am I ready Lord?

Delicate Love, pure in its subtle ways creates a humbling act of courage upon my heart. Where my love is kept, HOPE is dancing under the night light. Never questioning where my purpose with love is gathering to take me. I conform to thee intimate details of how never to stop feeling the euphoria of Love's never ending story. My Rosebud, each rose is delicately catered in your name, smiling religiously as each rose blossoms. Delicate Love, the watering will never cease. Learn you; to love you- Harvest you; to grow "One" with you- Place my proud heart on you; finally "free" to walk our lives in perfect tune. Delicate Love, The kisses are plentiful. Allows my eyes to close daydreaming repetitiously about the way our lips' movements are in sync with our sexiness. Ah's of ecstasy finds refuge between my heart and yours connecting us beyond the physical. As your rock of substance, I dare to love you beyond purpose. We dance without music. Each breath of life exhales new meaning, humility and understanding that... My delicate love is more than a physical lust. She is an extension and gift from the Lord Almighty. She welcomes me AS IS. She prays for me AS IS, as HIS, loves without ASK-ING, a true gift send from above... Oh my! I do accept her Delicate Love!