I want to reach out
and touch the stars,
for they possess
the endless-twinkle,
and I want mine back.

If art is defined as the expression of something beautiful or extraordinary,
then you, my dear,
are a *masterpiece

Aw, come on, don’t be sad,
Don’t you know you are loved?
Unburden regret, cast it down,
Living in the past burns,
Your future will be in flames,
Just let go, relax, hold me.

I need your touch: need!
You want to come in?
Do you? My door is open,
Live now, shed anxiety,
Uncertainty comes from dread,
Dread of what will be.

Yeah, that’s it, snuggle closer,
I have you now, you’re free,
And yet, also bound, safe,
No chains though, just love,
I ask for nothing, just you,
Smiling, happy, not sad: okay?

© Paul Chafer 2014

i cannot exaggerate You
because
there are no words
to describe how great
how majestic
how loving
how merciful
how beautiful You are.
i cannot exaggerate You
because
there aren't words that
capture who You are
and how You love
and what You do.
i cannot exaggerate You
because
there are no words for
You.

I enjoy deep thoughts
Makes some people uncomfortable
But it's the way I savor life
Love is not casual for me
But a spiritual journey
The purpose of our existence