Honey and Sweet, as my first love, as it were in creation. When God set in motion, before man before child, before sky before sea, before you before me. Was there love then, to shape and mold this Earth that grew up around Him. We were reflections of Him and I am reflected in you. Let our love grow as he loved us. We submit to this love, obey heavens command, standing firmly planted moving into each other. Let our souls intertwine this heart becomes yours as yours has become mine. The sweet sounding joy, like loves first hello, loves first parting goodbye. Sweet sounding joy like loves first embrace upon loves first return. Monumental in essence, essential to existence. Sweet sweet joy as I walk with thee this love walks with me on toward heaven.
An ode to the wanton in between.