Today would have been one year...........but life is so unfair and so unkind sometimes...........
6:18, 2 Hours, and 0 Minutes
6:18. Raining again and though there’s a house full of people, I feel so alone.
My mind drifts so many miles away; wherever you are baby, I feel like that’s my home.
And, no matter how cliché it may sound as the day eclipses into the night
“If loving you is truly wrong, then I guess I won’t ever be right.”
Each day, I am praying with all of my might for God to keep me strong
Yet I know that the master still made me a man and with you baby, my mind, body and soul truly belongs.
With hands longing to touch you; my arms crave to hold you tight
My moist lips hear a kiss from you, I need to hold you close to me all through the night.
Feeling no guilt at all from where I stand, I am longing to feel your body respond to the sensual, gentle touch of my waiting hand. I long to explore each and every part of beautiful you. Knowing full well that you feel exactly like I do.
And in my best intentions, I plan to keep still but if love’s dance calls out to us, then my baby, dance I will……….
Without trepidation, remorse or shame, I will give you all my love; I will hear you call my name
Because I have loved you for more than a minute. Yes, quite a long time.
Though we’ve been years and miles apart, your heart has always been mine.
6:18 I sit here. Counting once again the days. As the rain falls down gently and reminds me of all the ways
That I want to love you, all the ways that I truly care-To make love to you ; to give you the best that I got - if ever you attempt to dare….
To share with me my dreams, to fulfill all your desires
Walking together in love's gentle promises as we move on up a little higher
I want to be there when the sun warms up the day and at the greying of the evening’s end
The love between us will never fade. And if we ever let it, then truly that would be an awful sin
For how many people in this life time does the master give this second chance
To be together right here and right now to dance Love’s glorious, wonderful dance.
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