Morning rises over Philadelphia
and cracks the sky;
untangles legs once intertwined.
Sun beams pierce through the window,
Revealing two bodies withdrawn to distant sides
of the hotel bed,

The night spent chest to chest
will forever be kept in the dark.

He made her feel like a
pretty white dove. Flying
in the sky above with
confidence and beauty.
Making every eye looking
at her fall in love. "Now now
dear don't let your tears
block the sunshine in your
eyes" he said with a soft grin
and the words of love
imprinted on his skin* ~

I am just an man, but I have an delivering Savior.
Whom loves me enough to want the very best for me.
I may not always say it , but I am forever thankful.
For this testimony that I have with being delivered.
The more I get delivered, the more that I become stronger.
Through Faith, because I see his Faithfulness in my Salvation.
Thus the more that I want the deliverance to happen to me.
The more grateful that I become that he has saved me.
From the deaths, that has caught me in their addicting allure.

Oh, you are always on my mind.
Oh, how the thought of you bears on
my mind and soul.
Oh, how the thought that I shall
never win your love
is a heavy burden.
Oh, if you were only in my arms.
I would take you in an unending embrace.
Oh, if I could open the deepest depths of my heart
to show all that it contained.
If I could show you that my love
is higher that the highest star
and deeper that the deepest ocean.
Oh, my sadness is without limit
with the thought that you will slip between my fingers.
Oh, how to hold you in my arms and caress your lips
would be a source of unending joy to me.
You are a never ending love song
a song no mortal has ever heard since the world began.
Oh, the stars and moon
sing down a song of your charms.
Oh, how I shed my tears of longing
of an endless longing and desire
it seems all creation speaks your name.
You name blown upon the wind
as the trees whisper to me in a sad and lonely sigh.
Oh, as the moon shines down
upon that celestial sphere I can only see
an image of your precious heart.
A heart I so wish to possess.
Oh, if I could only capture that precious beating heart.
A lovely wild thing.
Creature that haunts the wild wood never to be tamed.
Oh, how like some cat
that slips its way like some elusive ghost
through a dark moonless night.
Oh, I would give this heart that beats so forlornly
and ever fiber of my brain and soul you my own.

Who would wear such a thing?
Who would be so despised?
So pathetic to a jeering crowd?
So utterly cursed?
So utterly shamed?
So utterly broken?

A foolish one, you say?
A liar?
A crazy one?
A sucker for punishment?
A mythological man?

How about this?

A man who would lay down his life for a friend
One who would take the place of others who really deserve what he got instead
One who demonstrates that the works of weakness truly outweigh the brutality of the mighty
One who is willing to connect the Divine to a suffering world

I say that is One who would wear a crown of thorns

Sky, giving the possibility to fly
Like a hovercraft, every time in my eye
Endless, it seems as seen every time
Timeless, drawn with a blue line

Thoughts, giving the possibility to think
Transforming, into ideas that act like an ink
To write, the clean sheet of Karma
With, ecstasy(ies) and trauma(s)

End, gives the possibility to start
Afresh, anew, straight from the heart
Waves, the brain continuously sends
Possibility, it never ends


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