How can someone be so blind to the fact that you love them, and just as blind that you don’t like them?

And I say to you Bless It Be…

Egypt Truth

If someone keeps showing and giving you reasons not to like them as a person, how can you continue to be in love with them?

And I say to you Bless It Be…

Egypt Truth

Just a little something, so we don’t feel like strangers.

So I say to you Bless it Be!

Egypt Truth

Haunting me in my dreams and in the day, the smell of you I miss most, the smell of you that linger near so much so it brings me to tears.

So I say Bless it Be….

Egypt truth

Lilies touching the base of the sun, clean and sweet how your love causes me to bloom.

Deep I go, Deep I go inside myself I go.

And so I say Bless It Be…

Egypt Truth

Sometimes it’s just that flow, not the smell that you carry, or the way you hold my hand interlock in yours, Sometimes it’s just that flow, no it isn’t the way you lay with me and sink deeply in my soul, or the way you whisper to me when that moment is upon us. That moment that my toes curl and my fingers stretch along the curve of your body, the moment that my fingers touch the base between your shoulder blades. Sometimes it’s just the flow of things. It isn’t the softness of my skin against your skin or the way my hair falls on your chest while were gazing in each other’s eyes. Sometimes it’s just the flow of things. It’s not the fear of us letting ourselves go wild in the moment. No it could just simply be the flow of it all. The moment which we are in.
Yes in that moment,
Sometimes it’s that flow, relaxing our minds and dreaming in time.

And I say to you Bless It Be.

Egypt Truth

I cried for us today, you and me it’s like a fading memory a ghostly image that one can not touch smell or hear to know that I will never kiss your lips nor you mine, never hold your hand,never to whisper my beloved man, never you to caress my hips or lay your head upon my breast nor stroke the inner of my thighs. As you gaze into my eyes. 

I cried for you and I today, because another is with you and another wants to be with me, do you recall  my smell? do you even want to? you and me it’s like a fading memory a ghostly image that one can not touch or see. Always on my mind, tears demanding that I cut all my tieds. I refuse to allow distance to lay in your arms and hear the beat of your rising chest each night. That only should belong to me.

I will neither lay with it here on this plain or any, it will never have me as you. In this time or the next. Being with you is like been everywhere at the same time.

And I say to you Bless It Be.

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Bless It Be!