My Rainbow Hues…

My black is beautiful, yes my white is purity! 

My gold is royalty, yes my Green is vivacious!

My brown is earthy and these are the colours of my rainbow!

Stay colourful!

 

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Being yours

i wana flip daily them pages  like i do them media 

I wana read the scroll like I read them tabloids 

Spread your news,  like i spread the gossip 

I wana make the mark, oh like I crave the grammys 

I wana win them souls like I desire them Oscars 
chorus:

I just wana be yours, I just wana be yours 

I just wana be yours, 

I just wana be yours, totally completely 

I just wana be yours 
No Alibis, no cutting corners, all the way yours 

I wana keep on winning, I wana keep on living 

like i should be leading, breathing and feeling 

just wana be yours 

totally completely yours …

on Sunday Monday through until another Sunday 

we wana be yours 

chorus again 

while men slept…

While men slept our stars shined brightly…up in the skies , Piercing fiercely our blankets of bright darkness and blackness 

while men slept our moon stayed widely awake, keeping watch over our sun and sons…

Glowing brightly in resplendent radiance, piercing fiercely  our colours of gloom and doom

while men slept miracles happened accross the whole wide world!

That place…

Where lovers go, where lovers meet and passion fills…That place where angels breed and spirits kneel, in that place where sensations transcend the limits of sweets taste or soft feelings, clear visions or human locomotion

That place where compassion becomes passion and charity fills, a place of complete givenness brokenness and yieldedness, no woundedness cowardice or shamefulness

To the strong beautiful arms of a lover so irresistible irrefutable undeniably amiable …To His arm revealed, once marred in visage, a necessity for your justification ,To His arms, a place where love is completely expressed, totally unrestrained and generously given!

Let me take you to that place where lovers go and hate no more that place where you are His  and He is yours, union so divine so pure so immortal let me take you, if you would kindly glide on my wings of words; words of life, written and smitten years ago on a wooden cross for you and I
I can take you, show you, guide you and lead you

If you let me take you to that place beyond mortality, complete eternity, void of inequities or lying vanities…Let’s go quickly and swiftly, now only, to that place where lovers go!

washed away…

I was sure, I was certain, I was, truly thought it was perfect; how the oceans beat against the white shore sands of time…

How the ordinances that govern the sunset and sunrise keep the seasons faithful…

How you smiled and giggled in sweet sensation, in cheerful muse at every piece of me… I was sure, like the stars are sure to glow at night…

until the winds came so strong and unpredictably shook the trees and changed the tides…

until the music took an upbeat tempo and the dancers tired out…i was certain like snow would never fall in the Sahara 

until life became a misery from the pain of good memories too swiftly flown away 

I was sure…

“Broken and poured”

We had eaten and were filled but still, He took bread and broke it…

We had drank and were filled but still,He took wine and poured it…

This now for us becomes our most mortal obligation; to remember For He’s been broken and poured… 

This is our communion; this is our commitment !

wild fires of love

• My cogitation is surreal; my imaginations are wild and weird…
• My agitation is real; my conformations are abstract and contrast…
• My solace is ruined; peace too swiftly at large on that boundless journey…
• My worries swell, overwhelmingly takes over in shadows of deepened pain and shallow grief…
• But on the potter’s wheel am i broken and mended; softened and reshapened, polished and glazed in the wild fires of His beautiful love…
• Break me, mould me, conform me ; spin me through the heat of love until I reflect you only and always!