Somewhere between indescribable and extraordinary, you appeared.
Majestically, my King, showed his face, gloriously bronzed
Hazel symphonies of mellow smoothness, wrapping understanding around my dome.
Enlightenment…
Knowledge oozing from the pores of skin, I am basking in…
The Truth he is living.
Strong, yet tenderly he is giving…
Me, a chance to catch up to his stride.
Over standing the lies of other him’s
And how my heart is so scared to feel, so damn beautiful.
He lays back while applying just the right amount of pressure
To hold on, when I get uneasy by my vulnerabilities leaking
Onto the surface of his soul…
Knowing trust is a foreign concept.
He touches me just enough and eases up,
Till I am inwardly yearning for more.
His words bathe me with life and light
And love washes me, from my feet to my head…
When he blesses me with conversation