Divine Love Washing Over The Shores

Opening our hearts to the revelation of the blessings

that love holds as the days unfold into the mystery of the unknown.

Unfolding like a budding rose, petal by petal

exposing the intimate secrets of our sacred souls.

Divine love washing over the shores of love

splashing up against the rough waters of hedges

that protect the beautiful gardens of our hearts.

Tenderly planting seeds one day at a time never

knowing what the harvest will produce until a later time.

Feeling your hands inside of mine, feeling the strength of

your masculinity.

The unspoken words speak silence through the gaze

we uphold as we stand together in the silence of the moonlight

glaring down lighting our path through the rose gardens that

bloom as we kiss softly under the pale golden moon.

Cherishing the essence of your being as it strikes the embers

of my heart igniting the passion within to be the true self that

I am following you beneath the branches of the weeping willow

trees resting in the shelter of its swinging branches rising

into the golden moons light.

Gratitude taking over realising the true wisdom of leadership

that beholds me in the arms of your strength carrying me

away into decisive masterpieces of brilliant tapestries interwoven

with your melodies that play softly across your heart strings and mine.

All rights reserved Hattiemattiemae Spiritweaver December 11, 2011