LOVE IS LIKE...

Love is like wine so thick and velvety smooth slightly burning as it soothes and flushes your face with its presence filling you with a majestic decadence as it adorns you with an unparalleled warmth, that it leaves inside of you. Never in back of you or in front of you but always and forever proud, tall and faithfully at either side of you.

Its touch exorcises demons from your very foundations; revelations are discovered through the eyes it gives you no lie can exist when your heart is finally free from its own subjugations. No longer ruled by painful situations and circumstances. When love is in your heart for real? There is some such thing as second chances.

Hate falls away in to the nothingness that gave it birth, ones soul embracing the joy of this gift much like the Sun loving and wooing his beloved earth. It has no price and cannot not be summarized by means of value or worth.

Only the lonely and hurt would fight this, unconditional love is not cheap but rather, it is priceless protected by Aphrodite, Erzulie, Oshun and Isis. Those with true love see the world as it is and thus become clean hearted and innocent again and this makes them the wisest.

I’ve heard it said that love makes one weak, compromised and that its road is full of peril, but is it not cowardice to run from a challenge and your passions? To be so ruled by fear that you become sexually ambivalent, a shadow of a lover and emotionally sterile?

One can burn brighter than a million stars at the moment they die, with seraphim wings of love and power one can fly, unbridled and unencumbered by insecurities, peoples jalousies or impurities, one can defy, shadow and shade to take the light your already one with. One can burn hotter and hotter with a fire only rivaled by Ra and his left eye.

My soul has known no peace, no quiet, no sweet release until I was touched by a fire. Such delicious, innocent, faithful and sensual desires. I have been taught how to live while alive, to live life with arms wide open and not just struggling to survive.

Would you die for the one you love? Would you live for them? What would take from them? What would you give to them? Would you hold them so tight till they couldn’t breathe? Would you love them so much that you would totally set them free?

Love is like wine so thick and velvety smooth slightly burning as it soothes and flushes your face with its presence filling you with a majestic decadence as it adorns you with an unparalleled warmth, that it leaves inside of you. Never in back of you or in front of you but always and forever proud, tall and faithfully at either side of you.