My Bed, I sleep in is you

To my Spiritual wife

 

 You are so beautiful

 I had to take down my cross, to ask my Father, God

Could I write this

The distance that patience held these words

Every thought wasn’t a dream to walk out my sleep to catch your Heart

For every moment

I was carrying my tears out to eat dinner

I was talking about you, to the Bible

Deeply every thing I had on that night

Everyone was asking, who is love? I said you

But you wasn’t there, I remember my Pastor said

 Just act like she is all ready hear

And when your Soul offer me kiss, I felt the touches of your hand

Take my man hood

To realm of your Spirit

Where making love never grows old

How peaceful my body was humble, to have your smile take picture of me  

When the walk in park was lost, when we was riding the clouds without jet

I got to know so much more of you, I watch my words dance a prayer

That said we can making love in hell

Where the Holy Ghost is the fire of our water

That baptize the words that  you are my bed  

By Fredrick Pennix Aka Praiser the Show-offWorshiper

Reviews

[Chrishauna Thompson]

This is diffrent a good diffrent! and diffrent i admire.!
#Well Done

[justjenn_2u]

Powerful and poignant. You have a unique style and it pours out in your words. Write on.

[Victoria PoetryBunny]

I found this really sweet, and unique; it's a really nice write.

[BlueDreams]

Great piece of work... A touching write friend....

[KATHY SUE SILLS]

Beautifully written with love and tender hands!

[EMMIE]

THIS IS SI SWEET AND I APPRECIATE YOUR GODLY WAY OF EXPRESSING LOVE FOR A WOMAN.