Love Land

Every once in a blue night; moonlit with the brightness of God‘s winking eye, I am confronted with thoughts of togetherness. An ode to be complete; a melody that plays in my mind at times chattering its own lyrics that always fit the moment.

I am wanting to be the special someone to someone special tonight. Imagining perfectly painted- asian pedicured advances softly sliding up the pant leg of my love.

We’d climb mountains and spill our dreams on earth by day, jacuzzi fun by night. Every once in a while I dream, and contrary to popular belief I see this as healthy mind walks, briskly visiting my expectations for companionship. It makes seeing your ex’s so much easier. “Why did I…, oh yes that’s right!”

I’m dreaming of international dinners, curled in the chest of my other. Taking on love and revealing its beauty by silence; breathing in syncopation with my love- we exist in laughter, in soul, in spirit.

I’d say I’m having a moment indeed. I want to go on a date and see a lion, save souls in parts of the world I’ve never seen. I would love to worship God together and dance until it rains in Africa. I hear that other countries are so hungry for God, lacking the luxuries here, that you get to see him manifest himself. In famine, he brings food from heaven, in leprosy he restores limbs and I want to be there with my lover to watch God be awesome and have someone to share it with.

I don’t want a lonely marriage; I don’t want to be disconnected with a title, I want the benefits of tangibly expressing myself to the one I love as God would and for him to do the same. There is power in agreement, and favor in the man who finds me. Watch out now!!! *Dancing until it Rains*

I look forward to creating memories that pictures and video can document but can’t bring life too. I want to document my love. That’s the story!

Tonight I’m having a moment, wanting to be perfectly nestled along side the body of he, who is beautiful and speaks in perfect pitch who says goodnight to me. And his hands, protecting the curves of my hips and thighs, dipped comfortably to admire my backside.

I look forward to this meeting when I get to hang glide with my love. He teaching me things I hadn’t thought of. It is worth the wait, because all else will fall short. Every once in a star filled night I dream about the adventures we’ll have, the places we’ll see, the way love will have liberty.

This part of me being patient, lying dormant, even ignored. Oh for the day that love will manifest and we can explore. Until then, I’m content to wait, not missing anything at all, except diseases, heart ache, deception, is that all? I’m not willing to go through the numbers anymore, because the holy spirit can lead, I just trust that he WILL find me and we will soar!

– Ressurrection
http://www.facebook.com/ressurrectiongraves
July 6, 2011

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