Heaven At Its Best

 Could this be Love?

I love you yes I do.

I am not a stranger nor are you;

Time and time again I see your face;

Do not worry “My Lady” no one can take your place;

Let us just live and love day to day;

Could it be that I am in love?

Or is it a blessing given me by the one above:

Let us talk to understand our roles and visions:

Surely it will be about our souls and missions:

It may not be me coming through the door as you can see:

But with love in your heart, you wish that it was me:

I see you still allow God to measure yourself:

Well, God has been here also and took all of me and nothing is left:

Oh, I still drop tears here and there:

Still, nothing can beat you and me as a pair:

For the strangers it is time to say goodbye:

No matter the years, true love has returned and is saying: Hi:

What a beauty to return to your first true love:

It is like watching the courtship of a beautiful dove:

You and I know that true love has a seal and is real:

Hold on “My Lady”, soon you will see, truth will reveal.

Friendship had made this relationship, we knew each other, we had studied each other, and we were havens in each other.  Aw, then I could feel the maximum value of “My Lady’s” soul.  The core was available to me.  She allowed me to go into her garden and her breast was like heartbeats that were in clusters of grapes.   She was allowing me to have the highest value within her so that I could catapult to the pinnacle, the apex, the apogee itself.  As if she continued to say; “come forth into my field my love.  My landscape is fertile. My pasture is yours.  All you gaze upon is mine for you. All the territory you can measure is yours, but I warn you my love, my love is immeasurable. If you want more, I will supply more for you.  For my love there is endless love.  It is never ending.  I want you to be devoted to my soul, let your being continue to enjoy my "Scope of Function.”  Make me your total occupation. My capacity is yours. Take me as your livelihood.  I will reward you with myself.  Let the honey drip. Gush!  "I am my beloved and your desire is mine.”  She inspired my mind to rise to another level, into another stratum.