This i know yet naive i still am

Love becomes sharper with time.
Grace shall raise a man.
A test for love is to contain, to have command in a give, a wait, and receive.
Love is pure in submission to the greater love.
Love is secure established and lived in truth.
Love is more than affections.
Love seeks to understand the heart.
Love exercises the mind.
Love suffers silently and with a deeper purpose.
Love has a focus.
Love is about Him, You, and me.
Love is intentionally purposeful.
Love shall illuminate the good.
Love shall shed light on the conflict.
Love identifies the wound.
Love gains trust.
Love consumes the heart and mind and unites differences.
Love begets love.
Love empowers and delivers consistently.
Love fuels virtue.
Love responds wisely.
Love thinks, feels, speaks, listens, gives, cares, endeavors and sacrifices.
Love is committed, dedicated, faithful, steadfast, enduring.
Love is harmonious.
Love penetrates through barriers.
Love speaks quietly and heard quite audibly.
Love shall experience.
Love is great and greater still.
Love resides in the past, here, and later.
Love builds success.
Love protects and is unwavering.
Love discerns accurately.

Decided

Where do his affections go..?
he gives freely and still awaits to know...
his heart faints being poured out...
shall he continue until he's all out...?

he looks to the heavens above, for his cries to be heard...
desired to be filled with a deeper love...
a love never to be scarred...
befallen on him the pure white dove...

freely he will give...
his heart will live...
he will pursue...
he waits for this wish to be true...

May i hold your hand?

The uneasiness of this is, i'm so new to this...
The way i feel seems too ludicrous...
To show you my cards...
Almost without self-regard...

Is this what man shall do..?
Shall he walk to uncertainty, without a clue..?
To walk filled with hope that this would be true...
i carry on to know if this glass shoe would be for you...

Affections Released...
Hoping this ends like beauty & the beast...
My barriers now brought low...
Here i am, nothing more to show...

You are beautiful...
You are wonderful...
Your joy and delight is mine...
i bless God for in you is divine...

Beside you, as i now stand,
I wonder may i hold your Hand..?

Daughter Embraced with Majesty

She cannot be seen with human eyes...
She is a Good friend, entitled best helper...
Discerning eyes can she be seen, thus thy heart shall rise...
Her soul has no limit; to think one arrived errs, she's deeper...

With her, one enters a safe-home, a prepared sanctuary...
Her heart is that of a mother, unconditional...
Her strength is her joy deeply-seated, mysteriously...
Her beauty knows no bound, inviolable & indestructible...

She stands on the timeless Ebenezer...
A message she shall deliver...
King of Glory upon her crown...
Again her form knows no bound...
She is radically & intimately known...
Her being is not seen by human reasons...
Maybe one shall touch her, after many seasons...
She is living proof of God's love divine...

Her guidance of her siblings, The Father delights in...
In her weakness is power and authority...
Pride resides, nonetheless defined by humility...
She thought to receive is better than to give in regard of totality...
But all the while others watch as she does well to apply giving is better than to receive...
Which of these is she..?
Truth be told His Glory both gave and received...

Fearfully and wonderfully made,
A daughter embraced with majesty...

If you did not know.

I fix my eyes toward yours,
As if to see inside your doors.
You may have a clue, if any longer that I gaze,
I look away to prevent me from this craze
But I wish you could see what I feel.
This is what I felt, you tearing down these walls of steel
I guess its true a man could melt.

I have come to this conclusion,
I will give you my admiration.
I no longer want just friends,
I want to win your heart,
But here is my simple problem,
I guess it just depends,
If you will meet me with the other part,
to receive me in your heart.

I will move to the next.
Here I am, I hold my breath.
I wait for you to meet me.
My affections go free.

his heart for Her

I see a part of you
Is what I see, a dream which fades in the waking morning?
Only to exist in the desire to see what my heart wants.

Time can only tell that which I have seen and heard.
Daily I approach, in hope of meeting the whole you.
I am weary to discover, I was lost in a dream you impersonated.

But I keep learning the beauty of your song.
A song my heart delights in.
Are you the artist?
Or are you a faux?

Time away, abandons me in my mind.
Thoughts begin to ponder.
I am affected by your absence.
Reason seems to battle my emotions.
Reason to remain distant and move near.
Emotions to embrace without regard.

I like the parts of you.
Objectivity is complicated.
I am pleased to be here.
So.., here I remain watching and listening
to this Mockingbird sing.

Crush.

I saw pretty and wondered where you came from...
I came for a closer look and pretty as you are, you bit me...
Curious to why something so pretty should bite...
I observed from afar and near enough to hear...
And I heard a beautiful song from such a pretty being...
Is your song empty promises or are they eternally faithful?
I began to wonder, what will I find, hidden in your garden?

I walked to your gate.
I said hello and vocally admired your beauty.
This time pretty smiled, then I left.
I returned to your gate.
And there we spoke.
Three words I spoke of you: attractive, mysterious, interesting.
You opened ajar your gate.

Into uncharted territory.
Emotions stirred wanted, but not wanted.
We walk side by side.
I look forward to see.
Friend you are.
But cannot resist, also my crush.