Thank you for inviting me in
Thank you for showing me grace
Thank you for letting me help you win
Thank you for never hiding your face
Thank you for your depth and your laughter
Thank you for softness underneath
Thank you for the sweet taste that comes after
Thank you for side only I get to see
Thank you for the challenge and the friction
Thank you for the bright granola point of view
Thank you for the insatiable desire and drive
Thank you for letting me love you
I believe is absolutely worth it
I still believe in our love
In your heart
In my honest prayers.
I love you more than you will ever possibly understand
I bless you from the top of your gorgeous mane
to the tips of your perfect toes,
and every magnificent place in between.
I bless your eyes
to see the world through the lenses of enchantment.
I bless your ears
to hear the song that calls to your heart.
I bless your cute little red nose
to wrinkle deeply from all your smiles
and all your laughter.
I bless those intoxicating lips
to speak the truth in love.
I bless your mind
to always be curious,
and to be filled with wisdom beyond yourself.
I bless your slender, elegant neck
to carry you with grace.
I bless your voice
my favorite sound in all the world
to be true,
to sing,
and to know that it matters.
I bless your shoulders
to be strong enough to bear the weight
they are meant to hold,
and nothing more than that.
I bless your heart
to beat with passion,
to love bigger than you ever imagined,
and to help heal the wounds of those you love.
I bless your breasts,
which have captivated me since day one
a magnet for my affection.
I bless your belly,
that there, at the core of who you are,
you would know your truth
and trust your intuition deeply.
I bless your pussy,
the sacred center of the masterpiece that is you.
I bless your ass
to always serve tea from her top shelf.
I bless your legs
to carry you farther than you ever knew you could go,
with endurance and grace,
and to forever shine in those high heels of yours.
And I bless your feet,
that at the end of the day,
after all the pathways you’ve journeyed,
they would still call to my hands
to soothe them.
And I bless your soul,
my other half,
to remember just how deeply,
truly,
and endlessly
you are loved.
Absence
These long miles,
these even longer days
the longing never rests;
the love unconditionally remains.
Those endless hours,
those dramatic moments in between
the prayers grow ever stronger,
speaking life to a true-hearted dream.
If absence makes the heart grow fonder,
if distance calls our hearts home,
then I’ll bless the tender tension of the journey
for loving you is the greatest adventure I’ve ever known.
With an everlasting love
A true and endless love
A deep and ancient love
An unconditional love
A fiercely protective love
A ravenously passionate love
A devoted love
A worshipful love
Like a lion and a llama
A hawk and a butterfly
You are the one my soul loves
They say that we… we were love at first sight,
I’m not sure if that’s the truth… I can’t say that’s quite right.
but all I know for certain is when our eyes met cross that room… I tripped all over myself just to fall all over you.
I cannot help it that you, you felt the same way.
By the look in your eye, I saw trouble that day.
But I’ll tell you the truth… and I can’t help but laugh. That wry on your grin matched the rye in my glass.
And oh! I can feel my world turn.
Chorus:
There is a bright attraction… burning up this night
Magic in our interactions… that make feel right.
I know that we’re not supposed to question that old alchemy.
Went two Golden hearts make that lonely spark man that’s damn dark chemistry.
Bridge:
Oh, I can feel my heart burn
Transforming me
Transforming her
Oh I can feel the spell
Is rewriting my world
Rearranging my cells
Verse:
I watched your lips move
without hearing a word
The laugh in your eyes
Is the song that I heard
And I know I’m not supposed question this soul alchemy
But your golden heart lit an eternal spark and that’s damn dark chemistry
I am a complicated man
Thank God complexity does not frighten Him.
He is neither surprised nor does He shy away
from the pursuit of my heart
or the work of making it whole.
I do not have to be simple to be loved.
I do not have to be perfect to be good.
I do not have to arrive neatly wrapped in proper packaging
to know the depths of gratitude and love,
to dwell at peace,
to finally feel at home within my own soul.
I do not have to make my home in black and white.
I can flourish in the gray.
I can be good in the in-between.
For Grace has always known how to find me there.
For I know I desire her highest good,
and I know I pray for her deepest best.
And in my surrender
I am learning
the cost of the love that lives within my chest.
It does not have to be reciprocated to be love.
It does not have to remain to have mattered.
It does not have to be romantic to be love,
though my lover’s heart is daily enraptured.
It does not have to be neat to be love.
It does not have to be tidy.
It does not have to be understood to be love,
though I understand it honestly.
It does not have to be now to be love.
It does not have to be hopeless.
Its outcome does not have to be clear to be love,
but it must be patient.
It does not have to feel safe to be love,
though I am learning it is still good.
It does not have to be in its proper place to be love,
even if I wish it could.
It does not have to be without wounds to be love,
though each hurt is unintended.
It does not have to be saintly to be love
for it to still feel like heaven.
It does not have to be quiet to be love,
though its voice is not always spoken.
She does not have to be mine for this to be love,
but my heart must remain open…
To being remade by love,
To seeing my heart reimagined,
To being utterly undone by love
when my hands are finally free of expectation.
For it has to be given to be love.
So I freely offer it.
Not because I know where it will lead,
but because love is worthy of being given.
The altar does not require blood,
The payment is not our peace.
By faith and for this love
I sacrifice my certainty.
With hope.
With breath.
With open hands.
And with prayers that ask for her good
before they ask for my own.
