lionheartlion

lionheartlion Jun 2015

Everything reminds me of you.
I cannot even gaze upon the sky because there lies our star, the brightest of them all.
But she looks to be fading and that's the scariest realization.
I want to tell you how I can't stop thinking of how much I love you.
How I wish I could make it go away but things do not work that sweetly.
I want to tell you that looking at our star I'm reminded of how you calmed me down by explaining how you loved all the annoying little trinkets I left behind.
How I loved when you whispered to me "everything little thing is going to be alright".
How I hate that saying goodbye to you has to be our last memory and how it was still the most terrifying task I've ever gone through.
Mostly I want to tell you how badly I wish I could get loving you out of my head.
Then again making love is something I always wanted to hold onto with you.
But God, your sweet lips and when our gazes met in the midst, it haunts this troubled mind all the day long.

lionheartlion Jun 2015

December 4th

I caught a glimpse of our star tonight and it made me remember.
The first time.
The last time.
The first kiss.
The last kiss.
The first date.
The last date.
But most of all I thought of December 4th B.
And what happened under our star all these passing months.

lionheartlion Jun 2015

The World is Smiling Upon You

They were right.
When you get up and walk out of the valley,
The air surrounding the mountains is more refreshing and beautiful than it was before the pit.
Everything is a new creation.
The trees smile down at you with a new array of paints.
The sun becomes the physical representation of the light residing within.
The excitement to see the world becomes overwhelming and can never be satisfied.
The creators paints and sculpting only becomes more precious.

lionheartlion Jun 2015

The Direction of Breathing

We don't inhale the past or exhale the future, so doesn't it make sense that we take advice from our breath and stop trying to inhale life backwards?
Follow the breath within your soul lovely creatures.
Applaud yourselves for moving one step away from the past with every new breath drawn within.
Inhale His gift of life slowly and sweetly.

lionheartlion Jun 2015

The Present

Life is a beautiful gift.
Accept the present that God has given you this morn.
Rejoice in his love and glory.
Look to the son shine for all the hope and faith you need.
You are all loved friends.

lionheartlion Jun 2015

White As Snow

My heart hurts because you have yet to return it.
You're holding it tight within your grasp and even if you offered it back I would hesitate.
It still loves you more than it can say.
It beats to know you and love you but cannot because the truth is breaking it in half.
The blood pumping and suffocating it's function.
But God squeezes it back together.
Morphes it into what she used to be.
Fills it with blood pure as the ****** and white as snow.

lionheartlion Jun 2015

June 18th

I'm in love with the most beautiful soul, the love of my life.
But she takes flight in the sky wishing you'd still be her knight.
She smiles down at him remembering the last moments and knowing that she'll see him in a minute.