Love like soft rains caressing

the edges of fragile temples

When you are near.

Colors of the universe blooms

brighter than Eden,

When you are near.

In the stillness of heartbeats, in awe of you

Drinking from your cup

Of the lovers love presence

We have become satisfied mirrors.

a perfect mirror of goodness; Reflecting

unparalleled beauties of


O’ infinite friend of the friendless wayfarers

Please, come home. Come home!

Come home to our homeless hearts and souls,

Of February longing hearts, Of shattered dreams and turmoil

O’ come, my gardener

Your flower child awaits you. In longings of February.

“Take me with you, and we’ll run away; be my king and take me to your room. We will be happy together, drink deep, and lose ourselves in love. No wonder all women love you!” (Song of Songs‬ ‭1:4‬ ‭GNTD‬‬)


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Wide oceans our great divide
Fettered soul sing Madiba blues
Cascading effusion of emotions
Cold feet stuck in a cold day

Reminiscing thy warm chamber
Tears, tears; thy beloved yearns
Enchanted to be with you all day
O’ how I long to be with you

Allured to thy chamber of intimacy
Cold guilt nakedness thy presence
Laying on thy sacred blanket of love
Union of flesh with divinity

        A whisper
          A silence
             A kiss
               A virtue
                  A smile
                    A life

Divinity dissolving cold depravity
I’m Lost in the bliss of thy chivalry
Holding on to thy warmth hands
A virtue of inner warmth my reward

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