Fresh Snow

Autumn turns to winter with the turn of a page,

Our story has just begun to unfoldLike the fallen fresh snow.

I wish for our love to be

As innocent and free as doves in spring
I hold your love and words, warmth, close to me.
As snow falls and surrounds me.

And our footprints turn to one.

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H20

H2O
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I never thought i could meet the water.
You are like a stream
You firstly trickled into my life with words
And sweetness.

You flowed so smoothly,
Your thoughts in mine,
Like when our hands intertwine it feels like
Our souls might.

How not to float on your loveliness?
Me who felt barren in this loneliness,
Once again discovering the possibility of loving.
The possibility that someone could love me for me and more.

Like a hot spring,
You melted me.
Took every inch of my battered aching body
And cleanse it.
Im butter, i’m loved, i’m surrounded in your radiating love.

Like alps water.
Pure is our love.
Untainted and honest.
You quenched my quick fire and freed me to give.

Flourish me like rain on my cheeks.
Take my being
And pour over me as i pour of you.

My love
My river
My stream
Spring
Alps

Flow ever.
I am yours.
Fill me.
Use me.
Pour your heart into mine
As a we grow
Flow.

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Try to Understand.

Why doesn’t euphoria last?

Like a cigarette in your hand if goes up in smoke,

Even when you feel completely loved.

Why the need to dig the wound that torments you all the time?
Am i ill?
Are you ill at times even at peace?
What is my peace?
Why the raging storms?
Can i hid in your arms for a moment?
What then when they are gone?
Like the wind.
Like dust.
Like ashes.
We all come to pass.
We all pass.
I wish i could put to death that part of soul,
but does it anchor me
Or haunt me?
I need no saving.
Maybe i need this pain?
I dont understand why
but maybe one day i might.
I deal with it.
Pray and move with it.
Hopefully peace will fix it?
Do i want fixing?
Do i?

You, get me.

I wouldn’t change a thing.
Not a lyric to the melody of our love song.
Not from the bars of pain that echos from my veins,
The shrill of highs and the sweet harmonies.

I never knew love like this.
Intense. Raw. Comforting. Disarming.
Drafted in a moment to last for eternity.
Like a tap of emotions,
Your love poured forth onto me,
I had no time but to free fall into it,
Eyes closed.
Heart opened.

No regrets my love.
Even if this moment was for a beat.
I could never feel this way again
No one could love me the way you do from my head to my feet.
You see me and i you.
Two mirrors echoing in the night,
Never fading from the light,
Ever lasting till it is nothing but right.

Q’s kisses

Q’s Kisses

Your kisses are like drops of dews on my perched lips.
Drench me.
Like the morning sun you warm my skin with them.
Tantalise me.
Draw a map as you navigate each part of me, leaving no part untouched.
Conquer me.
Taste all of me and let me drink some with you.
Feed me.

Your kisses burn so gently and leave marks on my soul.
Scorch me.
Like the night and blanket of stars, my mind wanders to a space of joy
You amaze me.
Draw from me as i draw you in, hunger for your every thing.
Devour me.
Taste all of my juices that flow from the abundance of your touch and yours and mine.
Drown with me.

This song, this you

You know me, my darkest deepest secrets, you see past all my masks and get me. Make me wanna be a better version of me. You know i am fraglie and will want to claim me and protect and love me. I know its only in this bubble but it’s a great one to be wrapped up in. So that song is about it i guess?

My Sister’s Commision

Dear T,
I cannot find all the words in my heart to express how i feel when the bishop talked about the hardships and spiritual battles you have and might go through.
“No” I said , they will be blessed. They are protected. But i know better.
You have battles. As the Lady at home. As the wife and mother of a Missionary your battles and rages with home and your own ministry will be tough. You will need support and prayers. Late night calls and texts of love from us, your warriors.
As tears streamed. I had flash back memories of you as a little girl, of 7. That cheeky nature, that sturborness and fierce love you had for the things you believe in.
I believe- God knows.God chooses God will protect, those whom he has choosen to fight His battles , to reach souls who will learn of His Good word through your gentleness, your kindness and sincerity.
I will miss you.
Miss Vt, F and Gr. My heart tugs when I know I can no longer follow you as you had once asked to follow me to a party.
Without your love and faith i would not have God.
Without God my eternal soul will have perished into darkness forever.
Bring someone into the light, Ting and shine in your way. You are so special to me now and always.
Go Commission and bring the Message of love to all. I will always be in my corner loving and praying for you.
Always here, always loving you,
Jie
21st oct 2018