
02/16/2022
ONE NIGHT WITH THE QUEEN
Being “In-Love” was never meant to express a singular emotion.
It is far different than loving that arm-candy beauty that brings you physical delight to get through the night.
It transcends the outer beauty, which is a victim of time and lies to earthly eyes.
It rests its passion on inner beauty, which is unchanging and at the same time, renewed each day, through these untrammeled eyes, where lust has no say.
It moves in a complex thriving motion; moving to and fro in a seismic wave flowing to that celestial place where only you and I can breathe the air that ultimately ends in climactic sighs expressing how much we care.
It is intended to be a singular sharing, one heart to another, serenaded about from the rafters without fear of judgment.
It is a clarion call to be bellowed from atop the Kingdom’s walls.
While we may not speak with the dawn of each new day, I know that our hearts converse, for they are synchronized with the rising and setting of the God-given sun; anticipating the realities that will materialize, should you and I become one.
I do not believe that I simply love you; that would be a lie.
I know that I am, In-Love with you.
It is in the knowing that allows for grasping the difference between being In-Love as compared to the simple act of love, which rarely ever thrives.
I gladly profess that each conversation is infinitely more pleasing than the last.
Every word is a seed to be tilled in the soil of delight, to confirm that unique taste, born of the passion-filled needs of these two hearts and nurtured in the oneness of our thoughts.
Nevertheless, even knowing that, I must also admit that my spirit is indescribably troubled at my constant inability to truly express my deepest affection and love for you.
Daily, I search for the words or the act, which will touch your heart so that joy and happiness will be ever-present.
I have come to the disappointing realization, that there have been no words ever penned by man, or poetry ever dreamed or imagined, that has ever come close to justly expressing the passion and truth that exists within the love that I have for you.
I am confident that many have tried to express this degree of love.
I have tried on countless occasions, and I have always fallen short.
In fact, I have failed to great lengths, but I must admit, each time has been a glorious failure.
Spending the rest of my life trying to express to you the depth of my love, is an endeavor at which I sadly will never reach, but I will gladly attempt it each day that God allows breath in this body and the imagination to achieve this enduring feat.
The unyielding truth is that my love grows deeper each day.
If I were to come close today to finding the words or expression of love that I have for you at this moment, those words and expressions would be incomplete in the very next moment, because this love is boundless, its need for excellence, timeless.
It knows no beginning and does not dear to seek an end.
I have always loved you; even when I did not know of your existence.
I have always been deeply and passionately in love with the idea of you; never knowing that it could actually be true.
Before the sun rises in the morning, you are already resting in my heart.
When I awake, I immediately feel sorry for the world because there is not a man or a woman, alive or dead, that can genuinely understand the emotion known as love.
This is the case because they have not been blessed with the reality of being in-loving with a woman or man like you, and more importantly, being loved by a blessing like you.
Ours is that solitary love between a man and a woman that actually comes close to giving birth to perfection.
There are days that I weep at the thought of how many moments of my life have slipped away without you at my side.
My eyes fill with tears as I pen these words, knowing that tomorrow; I will still not have you in my arms with an embrace of passion that only you deserve.
You are my Queen, who I worship from afar; a goddess without compare.
If I were granted one wish in this world to which I am bound, it would be to spend one night with the Queen.
To wish for more, would be beyond what I ever hope for when it comes to the gift of experiencing true love.
The troubling part is that in my heart of hearts, I know I will want more.