WITH MY SINS AND LOVE

At the Lord’s feet

It Was My Song

No other made sense, In his eyes read the notes My soul enjoyed. Underneath the sky, before whatever time I would be caressed till the melody drowned my entire being And I lived by this,for this For what is life without love,a symphony of something beautiful you can live by? A music you can own?

Shakespearean Sonnet For Solomon

O Fair man O Solomon, Thy beauty hath embraced my mind to solace and I write, Thine, to a place love owns You make me dwell Laying before you with’d whole of me Beit time fade Your name I’ll play still till strings ring eternity’s… With my soul reading From the book your sole leaves

Dance Of Love – Poem by Peace Johnson

Sphere in sphere Horizon after horizon Season after season Strings and notes wrap the symphony That tonight and as always should Caress your heart to sway In step by step, hand in hand. If you may Flip the symphony Worse still halt the singing song Love will dance with or without a harmony. The book

Symphony Of lines

We will merge rhymes Ink pads and flip pages in unison Our imageries a new world it’ll expose Line after line The art of our gift an awe it’ll cause When words play hide and seek with one The other will find. If the symphony that plays beneath lines Rang antithetically I won’t marry me

Romanus and Juliana

Roses and wine we would sweat to buyWith no kingdoms apart to our nameNeither of our blood needed to be royalTo loveHearts simply danced in unisonScarce was the woven mat  Romeo sat to caress his JulietYet we found ourselves romanceWe loved unconventionallyIt would be even in death,The priest will before us tie the bondRead aloud

Wither

The flowers in the lily wither ,anytime upon time everything dies Eternity on earth is false Buy not its soil for keeps In all its beauty Adorned with grace to warm hearts Light still sleeps on it Call not watering cans when it be weak Forever is bagged with more Adore,tender,love ,even more That it

Dance Of The Found – (lost communication)

This is love Real melody, real symphony,real romance, ours. We danced all night The rhythm played,the harmony within flowed still Our legs swayed tirelessly The wind came by,rehearsed till it got it right Our shadows cheered us on Strength rejoiced At each lift our hearts heaved uniformly Till it became a ritual our spirits danced

Our Irony

If you may please don’t call me The sun shone already Took my smile,carved a frown,ran off yet I’ll be fine Melodies beneath your laughter fades Striking our souls to weep Leaving our reflecting passions gloomy Out to the mountain top I’ll celebrate I’m here and you’re there So close yet so distant in love

Dance Of The Found -(compelled fools)

Whilst we danced we loved