Loved

Loved like tomorrow won’t come.

This loving feels like his kingdom comes...

Comes and sweeps me off my feet,

The day has finally come when my prince I will now meet.

This day has been but a mere fantasy to some,

But to my thoughts and I it has been rather handsome.

The idea of being loved so purely seems so insecure.

It’s like the sprinkling rain drops on a drought that’s here for a minute then there no more.

Ironically it gives the security of the twin towers;

Underestimate the power of tyranny and it’ll rain debris for hours.

This love is breath taking, hands down phenomenal.

It is bigger than butterflies in your tummy and way larger than I Love you doodles.

The adoration that is felt is one of royal leisure.

This love brings much more than amazing pleasure.

This love can’t be materialized by the movies.

The harmony it brings surpasses that of the Bee Gees.

I’m loved… And for a long time, I didn’t know why,

But then I read how he sent his only son for me to die.

A wretch undone that’s who I was,

Until he became my identity, now he is my purpose.

Walk away from this? Never, I just can’t see how.

This love resurrected me and it resides permanently in me now!