Rain or Snow

Past full of sorrow, but his eyes shed no tears.

Hungry for success. Driven, without fear.

Eager to learn and built upon lessons.

Lover of The Lord, knowledgable of His blessings.

A commanding presence, that could bring any room to attention.

A smile that illuminates in darkness, easing any questioning intentions.

A heart so willing to serve others, without a second thought.

A soul made of gold from many hardships fought.

Deserving of taking so much more, he is.

But rooted in the knowledge that in this life, it is more fulfilling to give.

Guarded to the core is his only deception.

Quick to observe if he is just a fleeting obsession.

Unjust is it to try to describe,

This man who came into my life quickly, and altered it, by surprise.

All the words in the world are not enough to illustrate him.

But he inspires me to attempt to with this ballpoint pen.

If there is one thing I want him to know,

I’m right beside him, rain or snow.

8:39 PM

He is 8:39 PM.

When the sun sets behind the skyline.

When the day ends,

But the promise of a new one lingers in the cool air.

He is a smirky smile.

Warm enough to invite me to dive deep into his blue eyes,

But cool enough to make me only dip my toes. 

He is a beginning and end.

New enough to feel like the start,

But unknowing enough to prepare for the close. 

He is 8:39 PM.

An enticing arrays of fiery colors,

With a danger of getting burned.

Seeing Him

I look forward to the day I no longer look at you and see you.

When I look at you and don’t see all the good.

When I look at you and see all the empty promises.

When I look at you and see all the selfishness.

When I look at you and see all the hurt.

When I look at you and no longer see me.