People were created to be loved
Things were created to be used
The reason why the world is in chaos
Is because things are being loved
And people are being used

*I do not take credit for this----I do not know where or when this was said, but I felt it needed to be said.

faithful to Me
faithful to Us
in the midst of it all
We lost it
      to lust
I wanted You then
I want You now
kiss Me to bed
kiss Me how...
how We felt when Our eyes first met
locked on each other
       on the feeling in bed
            when we held each other
                  for the first time
a kiss on the lips
a verse to a rhyme
a note like a dream
You make Me cry
You make Me scream
tears of joy
screams of grief...release
You touch Me all ways
You make Me see

No,


I refuse to let you go,
You aren't allowed to leave,
I have grown so obsessed,

My love is dependent on you,
You are going to stay be my side,
No matter what,
Just like we promised,

You won't leave,
I will not allow for it,
I have seen your soul,
Literally,
That is so rare can't you see?

You handed me your heart,
You can't have the precious thing back,
It is mine,
You are mine,
This is our destiny,

I'm not ending it,
Not until you take my hand,
And continue,
Our life long journey,

I know I fail you,
Oh so many times,
My past haunts you,
But please,
Look into the future,
Our future,

I see it so clearly,
Like it is meant to be,
I can't see it any other way,
Besides you always being with me,

You are my purpose in life,
I would have ended it,
But you came along,
You saved me,

You can't leave now,
It is only the beginning,
You are trapped,
Stuck with me forever,

I'm sorry,
But that is how it was meant to be,
You aren't leaving me,
I know you agree,

Because,
I know,
You Love me.

your passion is a mountain i've climbed
time after time
but i can't make it to the top
your desire is elusive
it slips through my fingers before i can think to grab on
i want to study your design like an architect
but your lips take hold of me
and i forget my purpose
we venture, nervously, but willingly
far from home
with a sleepy, silent return
the line between brave and utterly stupid
has been erased
so we're living on a diet of syndicated jokes
and liquid courage
to the point where none of it seems real enough to comprehend
where the honesty is almost trite
where i can't tell if you're afraid or sad
or happy, or maybe you just don't care
or maybe you're too afraid to care
because you know that i'll be missing the feeling of you beside me
that security of your body in the crowd of my thoughts
i haven't gone far enough to miss you yet
but i already pine for you when i sleep
the great wall of your shoulders makes me feel safe
the map of your skin guides my need
but in your world, i feel like a little girl
trying to convince kings to raze cities