The One

It’s the power in the breaking of a heart that can create the strength that opens your eyes.

It’s the revelation of a moment realized when you are taking that necessary time to be alone with yourself, so you can learn how to be alone with yourself.

It’s the confidence of the first step forward, when you finally stand on your own two feet once again.

It’s the strut in that step when you step back into the jump rope of life that kept on moving without you.

It’s the humbleness of faith, even when bad news stacks on top of bad news.

It’s the smile in the eyes, when you come across someone who completely steals your heart, when you never expected to share it with anyone again.

It’s the butterflies when you are finally face to face in the perfect moment, and your lonely lips meet another’s so sensually.

It’s the birds chirping on a superbly painted mountainside as you walk hand in hand down the trail.

It’s the dogs meeting, and it seeming like they had known each other since birth.

It’s the yearning for another moment when you are apart.

It’s the poetic justice of a finely swooped love letter.

It’s the sexy well-placed hand on your back as you feel heat fill the room.

It’s the waiting for the right time, and being ok with that.

It’s the getting to know every part of them and yourself with them, before intimacy.

It’s the problem solving when obstacles arise.

It’s the soft candles, perfect music, great conversation and that specific kind of kiss.

It’s the ravishing each other after all of the waiting, knowing that it’s right.

It’s the long-lasting, sexy moans, thrusting, and rolling around, and the tracing of the body so attentive.

It’s the after ambiance, holding hands, smiling, and feeling right for the first time in a long time in your life.

It’s making hard choices, and not being afraid to for once, knowing there’s a partner there to back you up.

It’s the support through scary times, taking care of each other, and feeling grateful to do it.

It’s the forgiveness when mistakes are made.

It’s the compromise when differences are discovered.

It’s the can’t wait to see you. You can’t wait to see me.

It’s the sharing a home together, making a home together, and loving what that looks like.

It’s the present moment. Living moment by moment, soaking it all in.

It’s the true love. It’s the leave me wanting. It’s the knowing…knowing you’re right where you’re supposed to be, right at this very moment.

It’s the blessing, after some lessons, and it’s mine.

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Can you see the ending,

staring straight ahead?

People are still broke, poor and starving.

Most are already dead..

Waiting for the final countdown,

living moment to moment with no cure.

Most have gave up everything,

cause everything is just too much to endure.

Noone can see the big reliever.

Noone can see their heal in sight.

Our savior calls out for his people,

but they no longer see his light.

It’s coming for us slowly,

but not many will pass through.

They have all gave up on his love,

still, he has not gave up on you.

How could we live this day to day life,

not caring what we could have in him?

Instead we choose a life of heartache,

instead we choose a life of sin.

I want to feel the light around me,

I want to feel the heal that awaits.

So that when he calls me home there,

I can embrace the final gates.

I will choose the light around me,

instead of living in this hole.

With no ladder to climb out with,

with noone to save my soul.

I am scared now he is near me,

I fear the damage he will see.

But when he comes here, I stand in awe,

because he is the one who looks passed that,

and sees just me.

The time grows nearer.

he comes closer to make the final call.

He wants us to see him clearer,

he doesn’t just want some of us…he wants to

love us all.