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A touch is enough for a rush to send me reeling.
I've been wheeling and dealing my way through chaos only to have found Myself knee-deep in it.
I'm dying to get out,
Lying to try to save myself,
And fighting to get to you.
A touch is enough of a rush to send me to Heaven,
Enough of a rush to render me utterly speechless.
 Oct 2014 Makena Greer
Twinkle
Teach me Lord
Never to judge
when perfect I am not

Teach me Lord
Never to preach
When follow thou I not

Teach me Lord
Never to curse
when kind words fail me

Teach me Lord
Never to hurt
when healing is difficult

Teach me Lord
Never to preen
when virtues I fall short

Teach me Lord
Never to be arrogant
for I have not all

Teach me Lord
Never to be cruel
Lest your rage I invite

Teach me Lord
Never to seek revenge
I may too have betrayed

Teach me Lord
Never to Lie
spinning stories comes naturally

Teach me Lord
To be merciful
To forgive
To praise
To comfort
To utter truths
To be faithful
To stay strong
To be open
To be guarded
To be peaceful
To be resigned
To be humble

But above all to Love like you
Teach me Lord  your values, give me the strength to stay strong, when my miserable self , prostrate before thyself.
Somewhere I heard the term "Body of God"
I always thought it was kind of odd
What is this "Body of God?"
Cells running around doing jobs
Perception is prone to deception..I've taken LSD
A mind can bend..see false reality
Is it far fetched that we all can be cells?
Constantly connecting creating our own hells
Hmm...I feel it in my bones
Communities thriving..Kings sitting on thrones
Are we created in the image of The Lord?
Minds refined sharp as a sword
Elevating becoming one with truth
Scars accumulated from wreckless youth
Some inside they don't display
Still they never go away
In death we rest in earth were sewn
Souls trapped in a heart of bone
Creates a garden full of Death's sod
Be the flowers that bloom from The Body of God..
M.A.N 6-27-13 I started this poem awhile back..finished it today..its one of my off the wall thoughts bouncing in me head somehow made it to paper...;)))
 Sep 2014 Makena Greer
Jenni
Her eyes,
Like many others,
Are the color of a turbulent sea
Her voice,
Like many others,
Is gentle, yet forceful at the same time
Her words,
Like many others,
Bring kindness and laughter to the world
Her thoughts,
Like many others,
Are full of demons that she rarely shows
Her mind,
Like many others,
Is a medley of music and poems
Her heart,
Like many others,
Sits squarely in the right place

The little things about her,
Individually,
Are nothing special
But by some act of serendipity
They have coalesced
And I am thankful every day that they did

You are so much more than a collection of adjectives
You are my best friend (and probably my soul mate)
Kaitlyn I basically wrote you a love poem because we're a little bit married already. I'm sorry it's not the best but it's pretty late and for some reason I decided that I should do this now.
 Sep 2014 Makena Greer
Dark Smile
What is a smile?
To others,
a smile is an expression of happiness,
of emotion.
To me,
a smile is an act.
A facade.
To hide my real feelings.
To hide the perpetual frown planted on this face of mine.
Maybe I fake a smile because I want it to remain frozen on my face,
forever.
Cost free is expensive smile
Easy to learn hard to find
Just that beaming curve
Is the best shape
For aaaaaall to entwine

*Bharti
So never reproach anything that ever made you smile....hahaha...:)
You make me smile…

When I hear you
When I see you
When I'm with you
When I kiss you

When you kiss me
When you miss me
When you're with me
When you lift me

When we're texting
When we're talking
When we're biking
When we're walking

When we're going
When we're staying
When we're moving
When we're laying

When you smile
When we smile
That's when I smile

            …all the while.
 Sep 2014 Makena Greer
Twinkle
YOU
 Sep 2014 Makena Greer
Twinkle
YOU
GOD sees us without our defences
He sees us without our pretences
He sees us without our sins
He sees us for who we truly are

And

HE LOVES WHAT HE SEES...the real YOU!

**Isn't it beautiful :)
GOD is real, He exists, and he loves you, whether you choose to believe it or not!
stars are tiny holes
in Heaven's carpet
and they say that
humans are made
from the dust
that falls
through them
and can't get back home.
 Sep 2014 Makena Greer
kaitlyn
for once,
say i am a snowflake;
fragile and
cold,
awkwardly unique.
but even if i was a snowflake
or not,
i met every time we touch.
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