My chocolate rain drop
Innocent love like school yard hop scotch..
My hands soothe your body like oatmeal bathes to Chicken pox..
Yeah its that real..tell me how  that feel..
The Look in eyes say you don't want me to stop..
Forget a spa I'm your personal body shop..
Louise and Clark how I explore a path of passion on your body I will find the spots..
Even in the dark..
Every fingertip led by the heart..
From the rhythm of the beat used to create the heat..
Like fire from the start there was a spark..
My ebony a more..
Your affection I want more...
I know you love my heavenly *******..
It's like a child is in the process of creation..
With these strokes its like a body painting..
******* that a have you fainting..
We married so I feel the heavens rejoice when were mating..
Me+you+God equals a beautiful equation

Girl your love I need it...
Beauty like this only a few have seen it..
God, Adam and Eve I'm  talking the garden of eden..
I'm going try  to write you the 21st century  song of Solomon for you I'm a genius..
I love your soft skin..
Its like a cinnamon and brown sugar blend..
Oh so sweet..my candy girl what a special treat..
Thankful for every breathe with you.. Sometimes I watch you as you sleep..
and if I kiss you will we meet...
In your dreams..
This love thing is everything that it seems..
Your warmth is like a sun kissing the clouds..
That's why I hold you down
I will always be around..
Girl I care for you..
As long as I'm breathing I'll be there for you..
Make sure it shoes on your feet
and food for u to eat
This love is priceless..
can't put a price to this.
.but if I could it wouldn't  be cheap...
If measured
It would be like a ancient treasure..
Love beauty...a combination..
That can only be duplicated ..
if  we mated and created a daughter..
made with love and blessed with the beauty of the mother
The mother being you..Girl your essence is so true

Reflective intercessions  
With my Rabbi teaching me lessons.
Thinking about my undeserved blessings
How at times I stumble
And is it not humble .
When I think my living  is impressive
Ponder my past push play in my perspective
How can I see a mirror and just be partially reflective.
Guess its the fact that I see my body and think I have grown.
I should look into my optics..
The windows to my soul.
There are only two options
Serve God or Sheol
Deep down I know..
Life and death.
The truth is real don't suppress it
Now check the lyrical expression..
Satan is waiting
Anxiously anticipating
For me to fall he loves corrupting Gods creation..
He wants me big headed feeling myself like *******
While he eating my soul, mastication
But to Jesus my life shows dedication
Walking with God I don't identify with procrastination..
Yet time  passes...
And how do I hold God close..
Attacked by worldly passions
Time is hand and hand with deaths approach..
Control fate like when we crush crawling a roach
Its cool to be a man's man
But if Christ was one, would there have been holes in his hands
Cause clearly it was in line with Gods plan..
Holding on to what is cool its like holding on to sand ....
Pointless ...
Nevertheless..
I am giving it my best...
Reflective moments only partial when I am looking at flesh
God is using me
Satan wants to abuse me..
Entice me with demonic opportunities
Like have *** with that chick with the big *****...
Challenges but I am not stupid
No I am not stooping
To a level below Gods standard
Reflective to see if I'm walking in Gods planning

We are  to watch the Throne...
Not stand by as pagans throw rocks at the Throne..
Talking bout there's no church for the wild
But last time I  check it was for the sick and spiritually shut down..
Those with no self control..
Those that don't know their role..
Those that have gained the world but at the sake of losing their souls
Followers aligned with the Rock of Ages...
How dare I pledge allegiance to a country yet along a Roc nation..
My Christ all white everything..
No spot no wrinkle all white wedding scene..
Every time a soul says Yes the heavens sing
Do we really understand this heaven thing..
I am talking no sin..
Peace no need for protection
No violence..no need for a weapon..
One body no racial selection..
Christ is the way to acceptance.
Hell is the place for those that reject him..
Do we really understand this hell thing.
Flesh burns fumes of sulfur dioxide
Thirsty no existence of hydroxide
Feel pain like death but cannot die..
Like swallowing a grenade destruction of your insides..
Heaven and Hell two completely different places..
Different thrones ..
Different homes.
Bliss versus eternal pain
Taking hollow tips to the dome .
Over and over again
An eternal spin cycle of torment..
We all are created with a purpose but it lays dormant..
Its sleep imagine purpose snoring..
Christ the alarm clock imagine purpose soaring  . .
To some this poem is boring..
Its not about me or you, its about Gods glory...
Now I speak truth no stories.  
God loves me he gives out the authority
So if I die today ..
With my footprints erased..
God creates everything I can surely be replaced..
I cling to Heaven.. Reject Hell ..
Live on earth
Walking with God..
You know there's two births..
With him two life's
Through Christ the only true right.
Watch the throne day and night..
I trust Faith and question my sight

I recall when I use  to write about pain..
Some much pain on the page it was like the sheet was blood stain...
I offered complained...
About how daddy was slain..
He went from the hustle to the  grave..
Angry, towards God I had rage..
But sins have a wage..
So his death was the cost of choices he made..
I learned life was full of cross roads make a decision..
Cause its a thin line between the dead and the living...
Its a thin line between freedom and prison..
A thin line between heartbreaks and a joy that's endless..
I had to choose Christ..
But I had to lose my life..
I wanted a son so bad I lost my sight..
Billie jean the kid wasn't my child so I lost my wife..
I had to pick Christ..
But I had to switch my life..
Became frequent with women my mind wasn't right..
I felt more darkness than light..
So I prayed and what a needed was granted..
A woman of God..
Amazed by his define planning..
Cause when I was on island stranded and in a hole deepen than the core of the planet..
God stuck his hand it..
Cause he had a vision..
Amongst all the women..
Amongst all my sinning..
He wanted me to be representing.
He did it for David,
He did it for Paul,
He did it for me..
He did it for Abram..
Pain is the proof and the truth is that God is able..
There's a seat for everyone at his table..
The lame, the blind, the wreck less with crime
He will take you with all your dirt and grime..
He will purify you with fire and give you a shine.
He a heavenly redeemer..
A reality maker of dreamers..
A use to God never..
But the true living God previously now and forever...

A product of an given environment.
A democracy being ran by tyrants
A offer of change..
Jesus Christ is hiring
Spiritually jobless cause the worlds firing..
Only thing worst is death and that fire pit..
But my Lord is a fireman..
With living water..
For you that fire could be a mist..
But know that hell is not a myth..
Know that heaven is at hand come on take sip..
Matter of fact take a gulp.
My Christ the sacrifice his blood
Overflows like a flood...
Talking oceans beyond a gulf..
Move mountains he can swift a coast..
Strength of the uttermost..
My stewardable host..
Came down to earth yes he left his post..
Just to have his flesh left on a post..
A passion that no other being could
fathom ..
the True definition of compassion..
He took  on all our sin Nothing was rationed  ...
His beard striped off..
His bones exposed..
His feet n hands left with holes..
Extreme bleeding..
Yes beaten to his skeletal system no x-ray was needed..
Not one fracture..
He took it all for us our true Master.
Damaged beyond human appearance..
How can u not be down in allegiance
With the Christ of this World
The only being to embody all that is right in this World..
Yet we hold on to  darkness like he not the light to this World..
He died for us Yes he fought the good fight for this World..
We are to be his bride
Yes the church but Look at us yet he still won't pick another girl..
We cheat on him..
Our selfish desires
We beat on him..
Oh how we conspire..
To destroy the truth..
Yet we need to cling to it like Ruth..
Did to Naomi..
And react better when rebuke by a pony..
Stop dancing around the truth like its going to result in a Tony ..
Award..
Too many people are phoney
Randomly comprised like what resides in bologna
I am down with Christ .. Geronimo
See the signs of his coming its almost time to go...













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Lets talk about etiquette..
And if its morally good if not heaven sent..
The standards of man is irrelevant..To a man of God..
Can't rule over me if it lacks Biblical relevance
No hats in church what's your scripture reference
I looked and couldn't find a trace of evidence
Doesn't mean  that God is in it.. just because it sounds intelligent
Sounds like a lack of truth..in your Bible study there is negligence
So in your mind I'm not a man if i don't represent what you represent.
I was raised by a woman...well the gift of both parents I didn't have death shook my past but  there's a new father in the present,..
This life he gave..I was saved are you saved...
Ruled by the standards of man makes you a slave..
Sad sight to see one embrace shackles and chains
A man name Jesus said to embrace change..
Father, Son, Holy spirit one in the same..
To choose the contrary over Gods teaching is to embrace flames..
And God doesn't send use to Hell we make the choice we are blame..
Let's talk about etiquette
It is morally good only if its heaven sent..
The standards of God has relevance..To a man of God its never irrelevant..
Only makes statements a pond the truth from Biblical reference..
If asked to give evidence..
It is given with love and Godly
intelligence
Hard to find reproach when the Bible is used contrary to 
negligence...
I cannot represent what you represent..
Despite not having both parents in the past I am  fine with Father God in the present..
His life he gave..
Represent being saved to live by God standards is what releases the  shackles and chains..
Its a beautiful thing when I think how Jesus releases the change.
The Father, the Son and the Holy spirit simple and plain..
To choose Gods teaching over mans is to escape the flames..
One choice to die for us then rise into eternal life Jesus is to blame..