The Poem

A poem was written to me on September 30, 2009. I responded to that poem by adding two lines of poetry after every two lines he first wrote to me. When this was written we had never been close enough to even touch. I was in the midst of writing my book when this love was placed in my life - and this love became my everything. It became a breaking point that still remains. It became, before I realized it, Broken to Grace. This is that poem - with only his name changed to what it is in the book. I have been searching for this poem for over a year - as I needed it to be in the book. After many months of wondering how I could lose this, I found it just an hour ago in some old mail. I have never known a love like this, nor do I ever need to again. It will never leave me, because it is a gift from God

Frenetic energy vigorous debate

Calmed assurance soft and sedate

Passionate hearts bleed passionate talk

lead to reverent silence as with God we walk

Passionate discussions involved and drawn in

Fully connected without pretense or sin

Unencumbered, unveiled, and unleashed without fear

Sharing the depths of our souls as we draw ever more near

Indescribably filling my heart

With each phone call we start

My darling, I love you, there is so much to say

My Matthew, I need you in the most innate ways

You’re so beautiful so soft and so sensual

Strands of gold curves incomprehensible

Your hands, your lips, every muscle, your shining dark skin

I feel that I've felt you again and again

Voice, tones of sweetness, speak in my ear

Visions of love, laughter for years

Deep and tender words speak straight to my heart

My longing deepens nightly as we are apart

Where are we going what does this mean

What is the plan and when is it seen

What is this journey, neither of us know

Because God leads, it is there we will go

Don’t really know, now I believe

I cherish each moment I’m blessed to receive

Straight ahead without worry, courage in its place

I long to be engulfed by your strong, passionate embrace

I am breathless, my heart beats, muscles flex

Endorphins rush...

Love filled passion; passion filled with love

How ever did I not know you were coming, my gift from above.

Love you baby

and I love you

Matthew

Ronda