If I could truly articulate,
What a rarity it is we have.
No longer are the days where I have to wonder,
Where you are,
Or why haven't I heard back from you,
Because you're present.
Heart and mind available,
Accessible to me.
"Babe, I'm at the store do you need anything?"
Or "What are you up to?"
"I'll pick you up from the airport after work."
"You're beautiful."
"I miss you."
"I love you"
The simple acts of requirements,
That us as woman should hold to every man.
Knowing that if you're pouring in,
He should be pouring back.
Both equally yoked in our promises,
That we not only made to each other but ourselves.
Get on my level or rise above,
Because I'm not going backwards,
Elevating towards my highest level.
We're growing with each other,
Becoming what the Lord called us to be...
Why did it take me this long to truly see?
YOU ARE READING
:Distorted Beauty
PoetryThis is the beginning stages of a poem book that my sister and I are writing. We encourage comments and we do hope you enjoy it. More is soon to come by: Mikayla & Tiffany Moss
