To her.......................................

There is no ode or sonnet in the world that encumpasses all the reasons i thought about you. No autobiography that can even begin to describe the joy filled life we haved lived together as we sit and play a game of chess on the front porch of our home, reflecting back to the days before we met, when all we could do was dream of eachother...

Dreaming of what it would be like if our lips touched, would it be more than just a mere kiss? if We hugged, would it mean more than normal physical contact? If you and i got together physically it would be more than just sex.... Cause it's funny, I hug you in my imagination with My Spirit but when lust sets in I stop!.... Because I don't want us to be based on lustful infatuation, or petty puppy love powdered with pretentious Pentecostal providence... If we're gonna fall in love it's gonna be real - that's why I never wanna rush this... When you finally hold my hand I'm never gonna let you go.... love has gotta be more than a word... More than nursery rhymes placed on a recorded tracks with beats applied to them, more than scripted plays or written poems.... That kinda love that links two hearts to beat with the same rhythm... God telling you "Your man exists even if you haven't met him" . Don't call God a liar....

For He is the one who has lead me through that deep dark shadow to a place where i caught myself gazing at the moon-light on your face. My heart paused as we finally met eye to eye...there i was, stunned by the beautiful words you uttered. I couldn't hear what you were saying because i was lost in those beautiful eyes, but i could read what your lips were trying to say to me. I opened my mouth and stuttered, unable to provide the necessary content because my mind was contemplating what had just happened...

I guess i just had a day dream of placing my head upon your chest as God used your sinoatrial node to transmitt morse codes directly into my soul. Simple messages, reitterating the affection you have for me. The linguistics of love that spanglish philosophers have tried to conjugate as baby cupids with quivers of crimson love arrows.. They deduce that love is blind! When in actuall fact, it is unfathomable, patient, kind and eternal... Love is GOD and God is Love! So maybe He is just a giant heart bleeding out streams of technicolour rainbows... The northern lights must be the blood that runs through our veins. Perhaps our pulses are just ticking grandfather clocks through which God keeps time. I imagined, that He must have been counting down the seconds we had left till our eyes could interlock for the very first time ...

The very first time we met you made me tingle... You put life back into my heart and gave me a reason to look forward to taking my next breath. It was you...the one i've been waiting and praying for, the one i have felt pain for. The one whose finger print links with the patterns of mine. You are my treasure. The one who will accept me for who and what i am, till death do us part, My love..

So Forget what those boys said, those hollow promises they made... Ey ladies, don't cry. Romeo doesn't deserve you! Why not give your heart to the one that designed you. Why listen to 'Oxford' or 'Forbes' when you can believe The Truth that defines you. The God who would stop time for you, who really loves you - with that crucifixion type of love; the kind that let the Romans cut Him open and just let Him bleed for you... A yearning to hug you kinda love - that love that has no substitute. Love the one who plays the Fartherly role that nobody else can execute... I'm not an angel and I'm not a man, I can supply love but not the kind that compares to that which His majesty can...

never forget that you are unique...its not a skill or technique but who your real character expresses.Unique is not what the world teaches or preaches but what it tries to abolish. Unique is who you are destined to be. Unique IS YOUR VERY ESSENCE.. Unique... Is the perfect combination of you and me.

Someday, i will hand you this note in the form of a time capsule, so I could finally see your smile right infront of me and put an end to this day dream of The One as i hand you the Love I've described whole heartedly followed by a hug to deliver the most important message I have in this Heart, "I love you, but more importantly - God Loves You more than i ever could." and it is through His love that we will be able to sustain ours for so long...

like 2 drunkards empyting out wine glasses of holy trinity affection cocktailed with the tropical fruits of agape,phileo and eros love. We have been unable to pay any attention to the things of this world because we've drowned our sorrows into this wondrous drink whilst conversing about how our life together has resembled this chess game... The queen being an ever present rock for him to rely on, the highlight of his existence..

You are my rock, my love and i love you almost as much as God loves you. So stay pure... Stay bold... Stay true... Stay... You.