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!

Published Rose

There was a sense of hope when our lips touched for the very first time. For a moment I let myself go, feeling liberated and free. Skin to skin we embraced, eyes widening to the rays of the sunrise that was dawning between our stares. Oh beautiful you are dear lady. Your smile justifies how one defines happiness. As I draw nearer to the special place that NO man has dared to go, without wearing a life jacket around my heart, my love takes intermediate strokes aiming to swim beyond your heart's threshold. Not here to place claim on you lady. But the plan is to change your last name lady. I take a firm position, interlocking my fingers unto yours. Just as the sun began to dawn, I state promising words of lasting meaning with no negative repercussions. Your palms begin to moisten. Your eyes fixated by the positioning of my lips compounding illustrative sentences of in-depth imagery of what my heart is producing me to say. A long sigh I took. One tear from your eyes tried to take refuge by sliding down your cheek: I caught it, tasted it...it was as sweet as you. I looked up into the sun's horizon and I knew God had forgiven me. God had forgiven me because he gave me another chance of love by promising me You. Ah, my love so much to do yet so little time... You asked if we could look TOGETHER into the sun's horizon.. I asked, "Why?" You said, "If God gave you another chance of love by promising me to You, then lets give HIM all the glory, honor and praise for never faltering on HIS promise!" Amen. The sun sets.

Await for me. Love for me. Live life in detail with me. Meet me at the end of the rainbow where the gold sits in plenty. We are enriched, favored, and prayed for in Love. You have made the transition easy... I will await for you. Cultivating our Love one day at a time. I will Love and Honor you in detail. I have never saw a rainbow in a person(s) eyes until I met you.

A Published Rose

When I met you, I knew you were the other half of my heart. Awaiting in love, the embrace of home I felt as I buried my soul within yours. Flavored on-time kisses, aroused by the anxiety of you finally near me, shouting with great elation I can finally rest-just hold me my love. Let us experience love in great grandeur and continuous passion where our thoughts become our truths, the beauty of monogamy succeeds us; bridging example-ship for the world to experience and see firsthand. The way your eyes experiences me in so I become a great lover to you. Loving your womanhood the way it relates to things of joy that secretly creates joyous tears of celebration. Moment after moment I carve my love ever so gently through your spirit that defines the birth of a woman whose passion goes beyond the boundaries of love's defining thirst of finding a home of forever. Skin to Skin we lay. The silent moans while you sleep keeps me in tune with my duties to protect you as you sleep. Hoping you are dreaming of how I am whispering "I Love You" as you sleep-dream skin to skin and as I hope-dream my lips upon your lips. My heart is safe. No longer do I have to look behind me to see If I left HOPE behind. I found you. The very essence of what was meant for me has proven that my patience and obedience to God his promise of deliverance is right on time. No matter how much the world's powers and principalities philosophies set out to do, I will remain a righteous and faithful lover in our forever plan of holy commitment. I will finish the race. We will win. We will rejoice in unison. Let the holy waters cleanse us, strengthen us, and complete the reconstruction of our tender hearts.

Right on Time!

A collective walk along the earth's shoreline talking against the clouds repelling thoughts upon thoughts waiting patiently for a wave of responses. Singing with a distinctive baritone making rhythmic music with the crashing sound of the waves sifting through the noise anticipating my answers have finally been delivered. I stopped for a second. Supplanted my knees unto the soft sand which held me upright and I proceeded to extend my arms towards heaven's platform. My thoughts were bewildered and for minutes in succession lost hope taking me a direction where my heart was being anchored in deepened waters. Take me as I am oH Lord and create in me a creature for you likeness and purpose. For my purpose is celebratory through selfish plights and contradictory words. I refuse to carry weight of confusion as I step into another season of my life. Carried by the will of God, I set forth to a new awakening pioneered by a new way of thinking, reacting, and loving. No longer a product of substantial sin, I extend my arms beyond the tips of my fingers and I yell out "No More GOD." I yell out as hard as my lungs could expand leaving me without breath followed by an exhausted cry. Daring myself to be different, the lure of sin keeps me farther away from the kingdom of which is promised. Mumbling words of forgiveness while my exhausted cries opened the clouds above me, a bird lands alongside my left knee and taps me ever so gently with its dull beak. Startled by the dull attack, a quick knee jerk reaction makes me stand on my two feet, but I did not flee. The bird circled me like surveyed food and finally nests on my right shoulder. Flapping his wings with undeniable power, his claws gripping into my shoulder, the bird was lifting me. Feeling powerless, my body adjusted to the gripping of the birds claws. I am flying! I am flying! I look down to see my body still standing upright, arms extended beyond my fingertips with my head down in surrender. The Lord was ridding of the bad spirit of me and cleansing my spiritman to HIS likeness to become a new man of CHRIST...my thoughts were answered, right on time!

Gerald Levert & Eddie Levert - Already Missing You