Chel66 Poetry (4)

No words have been formed to express
The depths of LOVING in me you have left.
All I can do is imagine your welcome reception
Of my life into yours, letting go of the stress.

What separates us is only the fear that
other insignificant matters may take precedent
And somehow alter our personal identity when lent
In LOVING each other...oh, let us reinvent.

LOVING, while unconditional, bruises the soul
But the experience makes us become refined,and whole--
Needing nothing, growing in maturity, passionately entwined--
Joined together---body, soul, and mind.

While LOVING you has afflicted my heart and spiritual space
There is no greater joy this connection could generate
The energy shared between both us so sensually laced
By our Father before there was a date.

M. Elizabeth Smith

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Muddling through the masses--soul to soul
Rising day to day incomplete, not whole--
For what is missing is that spiritual connect
That satisfies the body, even the intellect…
LOVE

Wandering around bumping into each other we meet
One muses in her mind how the Loving Father
Could allow such misery and grief to visit our feet.
Yet, in spite of these mitigating factors
One chases the one thing that really matters…
LOVE.

So, onward we tread over hate and confusion
Because we must come to this very conclusion
That no matter of the time and energy we expend
We all are creatures who will have lived our lives
And the journey will end in…
LOVE.

M. Elizabeth Smith

I was made BEAUTIFUL, you see
When the Fire inside you ignited within me
Combusted and set my soul free.

BEAUTIFUL, yes, free from hopelessness and despair
Free from my illnesses and care
Free from my worries and heavy load.

BEAUTIFUL by the touch of your voice with its sensual rhyme
Would make my passions rise and climb to heights before never known
Freeing my inhibitions, causing dead feelings live in a new zone.

Yes, BEAUTIFUl--whatever may come, there may never be an us
Your attention to me, though decadent and impacted with lust
Will never be taken away from me since that very first day.

For love is infinite, eternal--though sometimes cruel
Will never fade away
For love is more than BEAUTIFUL.

M. Elizabeth Smith

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Every now and then there comes along a man
Who is chocolate brown, tall, and walks seemingly oblivious of us all...DA’ MAN!

This homosapien stands out from the rest because he is
Impeccably dressed--fragrant with the best, and
be jeweled with the highest quality bling--the offspring
Sired of the Motherland King…DA’ MAN!

Along with all this grandeur, this man with his sizzling gander
Can make the ladies swoon, enthralled with his bass voice tune
Of conjugal entreat, they pitifully fall beneath his feet…DA’ MAN!

Though stoic in all he undertakes, the first sign of love
He executes his escape dodging any impervious commitment
In the morning light revolting from the intimate events
Of the previous night…DA’ MAN.

This man was created to sacrifice and fight, as he takes to him
The woman whom God has chosen for his wife
For reproducing, protecting and providing an eternal life
Directed by his Sovereign Lord and King, for he is a commandment being…DA’ MAN.

Thus, this ode has been penned, in total or in part, to calm the
Raging woes of a man hurt in the matters of his heart
Reminding the man that he was in the Master’s Mind when He
Created all mankind, and he is never alone,for he is the Father’s
Greatest own…DA’ MAN.

M. Elizabeth Smith

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