That Look

There is a look you give me that heals my pain. Your eyes pull me in. It is that silent conversation we have that is filled with peace and revelations of love that don’t have audible words but still speak love. I hear your voice and feel the love without my ears being invited. These heart to heart soul to soul conversations make me believe that God is in this thing we have together. Hearing without sound. Feeling without touch. Seeing without sight. Knowing that with Him all things are possible removes my need to wonder why or how we are “us”.
 I love you sweetheart. Glad the tomb is empty

Close To You

The first time I reached for your hand you weren’t quite ready.  You weren’t ready to concede to my advances let alone my touch.  I didn’t understand.  Just another clumsy attempt on my part was all I could derive from my latest advance. I was befuddled but determined.  Your grace and mesmerizing smile trapped my mind in an undeniable quest to get closer to you. When I think about that moment, I wanted you to see me but I didn’t know what “me” looked like.  I let down my guard down and you met me where I was.  Now when I hold your hand, I feel your heartbeat for me.  I see your love. I hear your body call me to come nearer.  I know that our hands are an extension of our souls coming together preparing for infinity. Because of this, I will keep reaching and wanting. I love you sweetheart. Glad the tomb is empty