Phone Call

Husband just the sound of your voice sets the blood in my veins racing it’s obstacle course, I blush at the base in your tone, the marrow melts in my bones, although you are far away and I am home alone every time I want to feel close to you I pick up the phone, I sit quietly and in anticipation ringing turns to silence and my heart stops the joy at hello sends my thoughts chasing away to compose all my joys into an acute window of time, hearing you speak is comforting and so sublime, Husband it’s in your company where love stops time and rhyme has no reason or place God himself has ordained this OUR season to unite and take our place in this corner of space ,it’s crazy how vocal cords and soundwaves can reveal the Masters love and Grace.

Published by stormy144

I am a well rounded person due to being abused abandoned and orphaned as a child I was tossed from home to home being raised by various races and cultures, I went off in life young being emancipated from the state at 16 I ventured off to learn various religions and occult practices although during times in my two grandmother's homes Christianity was the staple thesis. I have looked for love in every wrong place I have commuted every sin and taboo and live to return the stories to the masses. I have lived and married 3 different men and gave birth to 7 different children which ultimately I raised 4 single handed and beat all the odds and statistics for one who comes from my background and I am now here to share how and answer questions that perplex the masses.

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