"Looking through my soul,
Not my eyes.
Vibration draws,
Patterns to your light.
Your energy collides,
It speaks to mine.
Beautiful whispers,
Colours intertwine." - Unknown
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To love oneself is the beginning of a life-long romance.
Be faithful to that which exists within yourself.
What lies behind us and what lies before us are tiny matters compared to what lies within us. We must as humans cherish that. For the sparrow created thine out of pure, genuine, unadulterated love. That in which you shall instill within thyself first before any other vessel.
Although things do not always occur in that matter, there are faults to that. Never allow one to say that you are incapable of love if one doesn't love thyself. Which thine is incapable of doing is properly loving another vessel since one cannot properly love thyself. It is vital. You cannot love the sparrow, your creator thoroughly if one does not love the creation that thine has made you.
A very wise woman once said that, the most beautiful people we have known are those who have known defeat, known suffering, known struggle, known loss, and have found their way out of the depths. These persons have an appreciation, a sensitivity and an understanding of life that fills them with compassions, gentleness, and a deep loving concern. Beautiful people do not just happen.
It takes not it requires strength to grow in love with your oneself.
And thus finding your soulmate within you, shall your love blossom like flowers do.
Browsing my orbs over the scripture, I pushed the bridge of my glasses up my nose.
"Ephesians, chapter five verse twenty-five: For no one ever hated his own flesh, but nourishes and cherishes it, just as Christ does the church...hmm interesting."
Moistening my index and thumb pad, I turned the page. As I quested for another verse, wind flipped the pages. The Holy Spirit blew his breath upon the book, I could feel his presence thick in the atmosphere. As if he were seated beside me himself.
"Proverbs chapter four, verse twenty-three: Keep your heart with all vigilance, for from it flow the springs of life. That is a good one Holy Spirit, thank you!"
You are welcome, Olympas.
Going to flip the page again, I felt my bed dip, and comforting arms swath my naked torso. A chin tutted upon my shoulder. Warmth moisture and overwhelming heat radiating amongst my melanin, a soft grin tugged at my lips.
"Good morning, Olympas."
Shifting my head towards my side, I glanced into her beautiful chestnut orbs.
"Good morning darling, how'd you enjoy the shower?" I lifted my brow at her.
"It would have been much more enjoyable if you have joined me."
"I digress that in full notion."
She removed her arms, playfully pushing me to the side in which I fell to my bedding. Atop my waistline she sat, and I gazed up at her.
