The women of blessings,a heart of mission,a brain of peace,a soul of vision, a dream maker, a Queen of Kings, who rules many kingdom of wisdom, a commander in chief, a fighter, a fighter who is a winner, a winner who never quit, Guided like an angel on earth, so weak as she appear, yet whole heartedly super stronger, than those lifting *******, who physically and emotionally wreck them, calling them names, the foolish, the stupid, the weak, the cowards, the wicked, the evil but I look and see super heroes, clades, phenomenal,sweethearts and best friends

Tonight, I spoke into the darkness,
No stars to light my way,
       The black void all encompassing

   My words drifting up in ribbons,
          I waited for something, anything to happen

              I felt a rumble that was akin to ripples emanating from a drop of water hitting a puddle

        I was small next to the impossible,
And when it spoke back, it changed me
      
        The blank canvas of stark black was pierced by blades of light,
    The sky becoming a shutter in a rain storm
           Blowing open and closed
       The words came and wrapped themselves across my body in its entirety
        Constricting my air flow

             I felt myself shatter
  An implosion of feeble glass
       Ricocheting through a skeleton of paper, reflecting the brightness above inside ripped skin

                I was nothing.
                I didn't exist.
                I floated in an incomprehensible place that had no end, no walls

     No ceiling or floor

            Just illumination in every direction

                    I opened my eyes
  
    And was blinded by an incredible radiance

      I shut my eyes tight and swatted in front of me
        My hand struck something metal and I yelped in pain
          
          I shot up and stared downward
    Towards the desklamp unplugged on the floor
        
          Breathing heavily, I sat upright in my bed,
                 *Struggling to pull away words that had already sunken in

Jump over a blazing fire for me
And I will walk on its ashes for you
Tattoo my name on your heart
And I will surrender me soul to you
Declare your love for me in front of a crowd of 7 billion souls
And I will verify my love for you in front of God  and family on the altar while making you thee Queen of this castle I'm still trying to build
Cut my skin so deep with your words of encouragement and support
And I will dig the ground so deep to find the perfect diamond for you and trust me when I say
You will be so proud of me because I will dig until my nails bleed
I will nurture you like a growing seed
I will love you till you can't compare my love with anything else on earth because what I'll be giving you is nothing but celestial
I will grow old and act young with you
I will plant a garden of roses and tulips and carnations for you so you can remember that our love is like a flower garden
It can only look beautiful if only it is taken care of
It can only blossom and grow only when it nurtured and watered every morning and evening
Time will pass but we will share endless moments that will be carried over to our grandkids and their grankids
'Cause you and I will define a new love that the human race has never explored
A love based on everything divine and spiritual
A union of two celestial forces united as one
A marriage of two minds that compares none
Shakespeare's lines will never be the same again
Even those who quote them will never feel the same again
For they will have realized that in a lifetime that is defined by chaos and unrest
True love was experienced by one of their own and for the first time they didn't rush to get undressed
They copulated mentally and spiritually instead
And impregnated each other with beautiful imagery of their desired future together (To be continued)

Good day Gosiame,
Many consider the broad strokes on wide grins the epitaph of love. My misadventures have the pessimist within eager to press this home. I still quietly revel at the stolen few, for the current days and status like demeanours that determine our life’s compatibilities have them reduced to but an air of myth. Urban legend if you will.  Happiness was foretold and so it shall be but happiness also resides comfortably within conflict. The many contradictions that define the needs and wants of the heart offer up the best versions of such. Happiness does if anything represent a worthwhile attempt at those grins, thus the reluctant pursuit.
I wanted you when you barely knew I existed but still I could illicit some pearly whites, my maths seemed flawed…
The heart is a destructive tool but remains the bravest of all organs and thus the most important. We do battle for matters that affect it. We challenge all reason and enter debate with our fears for the heart. A tentative approach is the most convenient vice but involve the imaginarium and the possibility of a mind without realms, you notice that it’s far from just a solitary foot in.
The world understands us not. It was never designed to. In all its materialistic glory, ours is a matter that comes unbound and again your grins have my nature ever more complicit. I should tell you to quit it because you ruin me, but the possibilities of having you even attempt to put me back together with that unassuming glance you possess…
See it’s hope that marks my inability to string anything past the outwardly curl and partial lift at the ends of your mouth. Someday, one day soon I might yet hold all rights and the good fortune of that moment your checks swell up, eyes half flutter and your sincerity bursts through. That moment when you stop time and in staring you on I am front and centre to all that matters at that particular moment. Your blessings never cease
Regards,
☺

MY FIRST & LAST LOVE LETTER

This I declare as my first & last love letter
Dedicated to the woman who looked at me and thought that I was better
In a sea of many men with fragile hearts and broken dreams
She chose to mend mine
In the process of putting the pieces together, she used herself as the glue & now
She is permanently a part of my new Picasso image of refined love.
A kind heart that lacks not a kind word in moments when emotions overflow
Poetry makes it easy for me to express these emotions
'Cause if I was an ordinary man I would have died in silence & left her seeking solace
Jesus would have to come back & perform all his miracles in order to reach out to her heart & resurrect my soul.
Enough about the riddle talk now let's go back to the love notes that make up this melody in my heart
The woman with a smile that brings out the life in my soul
She, the woman who invades my thoughts more than a germ invades a surface.
I find myself humming love tunes & writing love poems at the thought of you
Hoping to spend all my desired forevers with you
If only this was to be true
We all know that life has no guarantees
So I have prepared & cleaned up a small room for disappointment because of you
'Cause this love thing we have going seems too good to be true
Call me a sceptic but I've come to believe that your presence in my system is therapeutically septic
You have injected me with life but you still remain the potential cause of my fate
Explains why every time after I ****** in your presence at the dear end I end up in a faint
Totally disconnected from existence
A wonderfully dreadful experience
A once in a lifetime moment that resulted in me writing you this love poem
Which I have declared as the first & last love letter because I believe that you deserve better...   (to be continued)