This is a poem that I am writing to my future better half:
I feel you near me.
With each passing moment of the day your face becomes more clear to me.
I feel your warm breath upon my neck.
And when you touch me I am yours completely.
Your invisible power compels me.
If I had just one wish it would be your gentle kiss on my sweet restless lips!!!
I want to swim for days in the sweet pools of your deep blue eyes let me drown in their endlessness..
I must remember that you are coming for me and I will wait patiently, I will gently anticipate the sweet cress of belonging to you.
Lately I've been having this over whelming feeling of loss. this has been my first blog in a while many of you know that I've been blogging for but haven't put a blog out recently. It's funny I've been dating a lot lately and I've been finding pieces of the man I want in all of these different persona. So I have choices I could settle for a guy that will give me one of the things that I want and neglect the others or I can wait for someone to encompass all the aspects that I admire in the man. But how do I crunch this longing I have inside. if I I still like and let them go and how do I get them back? How do you tell the person that you've let go/freed to come back to you and give it another chance to believe in you and more importantly believe in two.
So do I wait? I've always heard that patience is a virtue well sometimes I want to say fuck patience. Who will fill that need my heart needs now? If the man that the Creator has in store for me is out there please let him be manifested right before my very eyes. Leave the pretense at the door the bullshit on the floor Let us take our blindfolds off and danced together for ever more. these words might sound idiotically romantic but I am a true believer that we create the truth within our hearts and what's in my mind that this man is near me now. Shall I have them come and find me let me go and seek him, let us find each other and find a different freedom. I am sick to death of the games we play the cadges we put on our hearts in order to save the pride we cherish but yet we sit alone embarrassed. I'd rather throw it all away for some simple loving words for the truth that lies within our hearts.
I know it sounds like a prayer of some kind. But I am nothing more than a vessel of the spirit.
I hope this all makes sense to you and if it doesn't get a clue the heart is a gift not to be hoarded, something to share then be rewarded.
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