‘Sewing the Seeds of a Successful Surrender ‘
UP FLOWS the RIVER pt. V
A calm excitement every time I see her name,
or find myself just near her,
or just see her picture smiling back at me.
The one in bed under the covers.
Her eyes smiling nearly as wide as her grin.
I sink into those beautiful brown eyes.
Deep
Caring
Skilled in many arts.
Wisdom beyond her years.
But what really gets me is her open heart
The way she loves me.
I go to speak, and only verse and songs spill out.
My mouth waters,
my eyes water,
I need water
And as I turn to face her
She’s there
Drip
Drip
Drip
Like the first ocean.
The first rains
My thirst dissipates
But her lightning catches me
Unprepared,
Her electric touch shocks my system
My being surges
My life comes rushing back!
Was I dead
Color floods my vision
Red, warm red light
Orange, my heart glows orange
My heart explodes
And she scoops me up into her arms
Here I stay
Here I find everything
I didn’t know was missing
Here I find
A completeness
Wholesome
Again
It takes at least two
to feel Oneness
I reason
Then
I laugh
Then
The love returns
I melt into a small puddle
and then once again,
She collects IT all
For some wise new
Magic
of an Old forgotten
Spell
It WORKS!
She, IS
Thee
I am
She
she
ME
we
B
I
❤️
U
artwork by Richard Stephenson
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