My shining light When the setting sun slithers silentlyWhen darkness dooms my daylightAnd shadows slither into my soulA satanic stain swallowing my sanity I howl to the heavensImploring, inpouring spiritual salvationHelplessly hoping for her healing heartAnd her tender, tantalizing touch It had to be you, my shining lightLighting my way home to daylightSurround me, secure…
Category: Love
Out Like A Light
Making love in our dreams Laughing, exhausted, and gasping for air, we both collapsed on the couch. Playing all our old albums we danced the night away. Memories came flooding back. Our teen years and college days when we clubbed the nights away. The moment we met. When we said, “I do”. The births of…
Each Beat Of Your Heart
Is my life’s elixir Each beat of your heartis my life’s elixirand your kisses impartan unintended strip search Your laugh lights the waythen you dance the ponya reinvented sexual foreplayso innocent and carefree You’re a treasure with no measuremy pièce de résistancean irresistible treasureyou are my soul assistant The man I am did not existyou…
Grief Is Life’s Spiritual Band-aid
Why do we grieve? Why would a loving God have us suffer so? What is the lesson we are to learn from grief? I know that everyone who has experienced grief has asked these questions. I will try to provide possible solutions to them. We grieve because we have loved deeply. God understands we are…
A Weird Space Thing
Happened to me tomorrow Image by Freepik.com We’ve all been there—moments in your life that defy definition. This is one of those moments in my life, and I will attempt to tell this story. Many of you will think it is a tall tale. That’s okay—I’ll let you determine if it is. I firmly believe tall…
Making Love In Our Dreams
Reliving all our childhood schemes Image by https://www.freepik.com/author/freepik Laughing, exhausted, and gasping for air, we collapsed on the couch. Playing all our old albums we danced the night away. Memories came flooding back. Our teen years and college days when we clubbed the nights away. The moment we met. When we said, “I do”. The…
Riding The Waves Of Grief
The celestial surfboard that is love Image by https://www.freepik.com/author/wirestock Grieving is Soul at play, or more specifically, soul surfing. As Soul, we ride the waves of grief among its crests and valleys. We immerse ourselves in the thrill of it and rejoice in the immensity of love crashing in upon us. As well as the overwhelming emotional pain that consumes us. We…
Lover’s Poem
Image by https://www.freepik.com/author/vkstudio When we meetWe shall touch the starsThe little children will laugh at usAnd to each, we shall teach love And we’ll float on the soft summer breezeI’ll carve our initials in the cloudsAnd in a fleeting momentThat which is not tangible shall succumb And our love will become inimitable We’ll explore the…
The Human Experience
Is Just Scratching The Surface Image by Freepik 89.9% of humans cry at birth. Noncrying after birth had 100% sensitivity for nonbreathing infants after birth. Taking this into account it is highly prevalent for humans to cry at birth when we survive it. WHY? Because the physical is extraordinarily harsh compared to any of the…