From God's Lips

To know your love is to know the fluttering of God’s heart.
As your soul reaches out to mine God’s fingerprint is firmly marked on mine.
Each touch of your soft hand on mine is a blessing from heaven which sets me searching for the wings I KNOW you must have.
The halo, though invisible over your crown, I firmly believe is there.
Each kiss sends my soul to heaven while our lips intertwine
in a dance which sets the universe ablaze.
When we make love,
I can hear the joyous sprits of all those lovers who paved the way for our divine union; Destiny for years sought the perfect moment for our introduction
and upon finding it rejoiced as now our soul like tractor beams drew us closer.

To know your love is to be acquainted with God’s purpose and design for my life
as you draw out and set aside the darkness and pave the way for the light.
Inspiring, by your very existence and powerful presence in my life
a transformation resultant in the countless volumes written on life,
love and the state of human affairs.
To God’s delight you shelter me, give me safe harbour to express all that it means to be me. You accept, more readily than even I,
the many faults that I have determined in your loving ways
to see me become the man I never dreamed I could be.
Yet, slowly, as your love massages my very human faults, I am becoming that man.
Your love, by God’s design sets me free to roam the depths of my soul
that had long gone uncharted.
The love we share is the lighthouse in the storm guiding me to port.
The love we share, growing by the second reveals all that once was hidden.

I am forever indebted to you for the muse that you are.
More than these words could ever show.
In every way you have shown me life, fully,
letting my spirit soar, basking in the glory of your love.

SDM

Angelic Whispers

My mind bounces between the hard and gritty impending darkness of war
and the always on fire passionate light of love that is you;
my special treat of everyday, the desire of my life realized,
the perfect joy that only you could bring –
Yet, still torn between these opposites am I –
Drawn to the mortal conflict of inferior minds,
ready to give in to the somehow easy to choose munitions of war machines delivered by the very real human commands –
as if destiny knocked on the door and said;
The grim reaper of this generation has whispered in my intelligent ear –
War is upon us –
I wonder about what they are thinking,
I wonder about what they know that I don’t
and in the case of both what I know that they don’t.

My ear hears different whispers,
I hear the voices of a million angels raised in brilliant unison –
Love, Love, L – O – V – E;
In your voice, with your words, I come to ease as I know that no matter the outside pressures this love is here to stay; Forever!

So please,
whisper,
speak,
scream or shout
take me away,
as you always do from the ominous storm clouds
threatening more damage than all the storms in Tornado Alley –
The shine of your genuine soul relieves my own and in your brilliance,
all you need do,
grasp my hand and understand God’s plan and a kiss upon my cheek;

I’m so grateful for you in this moment,
all that have passed and all that are to come,
My rock; my confidant, so strong, my best friend who listens and my lover who loves – Thank you for this life we share,
filled with light.

SDM