Come to me thy love~
in the twilight hour...
let us sing silent songs with our tongues, sharing
entincing kisses~from your velvet lips~to mines
Stay and watch the sunrise ~
paint the hues of amber,
sprinkled with a hint of periwinkle~
above the crashing waves of Lake Shore Drive...
Hold me close,
softly, tender, but strong~
molding our warmth in your masculinity...
Our hearts beating as one,
my fragrance becoming your oxygen,
as your frankicense becoming mines~
with you...and..
only you...
is where my
heart resides.
Stroll along the blue green waters
your hands entwined with mines~
our voices being
one another's music
inspiring poetry in motion~
moving with God's essence ~
as the birds sings...
Our chemistry plays the melodies~
concertedly~
we will be the romance
today's youth
only view, in ole skool
films.
Come with me~
travel within
my eyes~
be a man bold as Moses...
peek beyond my chestnut brown eyes...
where my pupils are the treasures to a
angelic soul~
traveling through this wicked world,
by faith
and magnifying the Lord's angels,
whom sing to me in his presence.
I'll share a glimpse~
of a euphoric acquaintance,
your mind shall promise to repeatedly
retreat to.
I want to bathe~ in
lavender & aloe...
your
skin against
my
skin...
My butter pecan temple welcoming your
carmel coated limbs,
wrapped around my lower body
as we float...
mesmerized in the dishabille adornment
of a passionate love's afterglow.
I'll be your Queen,
King...
Standing fearless & elegant
I'll be your armor against dark moons & gray skies~
The remedy to your doubts,
when the world's critic fall short
to raise their glasses,
missing a great opportunity to
salute your crown.
My prayers will release power of
Esther, Sara, Ruth & Mary
sacred and intangible strength~
Always moving forward~
mapquested by biblical scriptures
journeying world wide in God's love,
evolving on amour's note~.
Come with thee thy love~
You are MY King,
I surrender to you solely...
I thank you for your forebearance~
The heavens have given me confirmation
you were customized for my rib...
It is in your diligence,
your posture aligns with the many characteristics of a
God fearing man...
My gift of discernment
endorses~as we
kneel...in the very precious~
seconds...
minutes...
moments...
hours...
days...and nights...
where romance concedes~
what you've confessed all the while,
whispering in my ears~
sweet truth & stimulating creativity
praising my beauty ~
externally and internally
day in and day out~
challenging my mental,
stimulatinng one another respectfully,
bowing down...
humbly~
in
OUR
monarchical
Love.
By: Jacqueline Silva Gibson(Silva Poetica) ( South Africa )
photo credits ; www.smashingmagazine.com
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