Today, I woke from the dead and mourning has ended. Looking at my body lifeless on the bed. I am ready to start again. Giving the spirit to move forward, I am thankful to have a second chance. Leaving behind the pain and seeing that joy is my purpose. Staring in the eyes of the people I Love, I am present. Alive in the facts that I am Loved. Passion leads me through a heartbeat being used to strengthen others. I have survived. So, I smile and find matching smiles….
She writes to me. Telling me I am everything she hoped, I would be, when she dreamt of a man beside her. Yet, she goes back to the obligation of a home that she built when she was youthful enough to believe the world was cold. She married the first person that warmed her heart. Now, we have crossed paths and I play the devil which temps her from honoring a committment under God. I never saw myself the villain but now my beat draws me closer to a woman I can’t never trace. We talk about a life where we can be but that life isn’t ours. It’s just a lust we want to Love….
I need to hear your song again. I want to hear your soothing voice in my ear, dancing in my head. I miss the words spoken toward our future. Hours of Love making, hearts pounding out of our chest. Your breast pressed against my pecks, eyes rolling to a close, the smell of us coming together, still haunts me. I remember each walk, every last talk, the passion of how we fought. I can’t duplicate that, I can’t duplicate the effortless romance of wanting to suffocate myself in your dimples. The motivation I got from your laughter. You were the one, we were two merged as one. I can feel you rested on my stomach, wanting to feed me because you heard a few growls. Oh how you took care of me, you Loved me with a Love of fantasy. You were fantastic at getting air meaning. Then, God took you and now I breathe for the both of us….I Miss You BaBy!