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Stethoscope

Dear Stethoscope, Hun.

Dear Stethoscope

Many have tried to feel this heart

But only you understood my beat

The streaming noise beneath

Echoes rhythms in your ears





Stethoscope, hun,

Every day I’ll be near

As long as you are here

This heart is yours to hear

#Love #heartbeat #feb14th

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Rest

Rest

Speak to me when the silence steals my mind..
In the face of uncast shadows,
Hide me…
Shield me from myself..
When war wages within me….
Raise in me..
An alter of thankgiving and power…
Let my cup overflow..
To the streams of my cracked soul…
Sprout in me a vine of scarlet sacrifice…
Set my mind on things above…
Like a tree planted by the waters, quech my soul…
Rest…
Rest…
Give me Rest…
Oh everlasting
Rest…

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Smoldering Embers

On a hot summers day

I met a stranger,

Tall and fair; he was.

And I was ten.

His sparkling eyes caught mine

Ruminating deep into my soul

Lighting up embers of my core

“I know you” said his soul

I shyly smiled away.

Heart beating louder than the African drum

Surrounded by shadow thoughts

On a hot summers day

I found myself wrapped in your soul.

#Strangers #crossing-paths #Orabile

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Seasons

treasure the seasons

 As I watch the trees wither in the cold rainy night,

My heart hunts for your soul

Each raindrop carries a memory

I take a trip down to once upon a time

I remember your smile

And your brown eyes locking site with mine

I recall being lost in your soul

And yet realizing I found myself there.

I remember watching the moonlight skies

Feeling the cool breeze,

Leaning towards your shoulder,

Saying nothing at all

And feeling like I had it all.

I smile as seasons change

And yet your memories remain.

A treasure of a lifetime,

To have known love

To have loved

And to have been loved.

Horror Space

In this horror space between ,

I watch golden horizons fade away,

Gloomy skies make way to my soul.

Once again,

Caught up in a sea of what was, what is and what will be.

In this horror space between,

Haunted by mistakes made,

Reminiscing of wonders shared,

Reciting words unsaid,

In this horror space between,

I rest my soul in the arms of time,

A friend that is fragile and

Scarce like the days of my youth.

In this horror space between  

I wonder if my friend time has time for my dreams

Sweet Salvation

Sweet Salvation

Great is thy faithfulness

He who sits on the throne of righteousness

Out of the seas of covetousness

And ashes of desperation

A wretch like me,

You drew out

The old rugged cross bled with sins stains.

Out of the son’s groaning cries unto death,

Salvation you bore.

And in the palms of grace,

You rest my case.

Out of the ashes of doom,

You rose again!

Forever Justified

I am !

Eternally glorified,

A loyal heir of the throne!

Great is thy faithfulness!

He who sits on the throne of righteousness!!

Sunset Drive

sunset drive

Sunset Drive

Soaked with sunset rays

Shimmering through the rear view mirror,

Hearts beat louder than our favorite song,

Passing stares of passion,

Fingers intertwined,

Down the bypass we go

Spreading eyes across the green fields

Worries wither in the cold breeze

Lost in our world of possibilities

Belief is our fuel!

Here, in this space between

We soar like Eagles!

You and I

Just you and I.