"ovah" poems
Liz Taylor was a fuckpig.
Forbes used to call me and say
"Let's double-team this dumb *****
And we would double-team that dumb *****
Give'er a real goin' ovah.
Sometimes in a limo.
Sometimes on a motorbike.
Really tore that thing up...
.. and today we rededicate this park after
one of Hollywood's finest. Ladies and
gentlemen may I introduce to you "The
Liz Taylor Grand Canyon National Park."
Dec 11, 2014
Dec 11, 2014 at 9:52 AM UTC
I want a man
not just any man
I want God's man
hand-picked
kingdom appointed
for such a woman as his . . .
Im looking for a love
not just any love
I want the God kind of live
filling a heart that beats
to the kingdom's rhythm
unadultered
Holy Ghost saturated
that kinda love
can't be rated. . .
poured out
runnin' ovah
like water in a glass
already full of good things
smooth as silk
yet tough as a rope
wrapping around my soul
keepin' it all together
forever
with room enough for me
to be
a woman
not just any woman
God's woman
whole and free
to love you
the way I want you to love me
with a love
not just any love
but the God kind of love
rich as a sinful dessert
pure as tried gold
the kind of love that can hold
onto your hand
and God's at the very same time
delivered from all other ties that bind
and yes
Im free enough to wait. . .
for a man
not just any man
but the man
who understands
and knows what love means
and lives what God says. . .
and wants what I want
a real love
a strong love
a tall love
agape love.
God's love.
Oct 14, 2014
Oct 14, 2014 at 3:22 AM UTC