Father Time

Flowers to the Artist & Song writer on Earth.

~Raheem DeVaughn

As we Serenade one another. In these four walls. Of skin; pure in decadent. Fill our pours. Is a shimmering that glares. In this skin tone. We wear.

And when the sun rises, & it will set. Watch what shines. Even in the moonlight. Of Time.

So, never underestimate your personal relationship with; Time and your beauty in this life. It's what you take time in nuturing; of the makeup. In your heart, body, soul & mind.

Just in case our beauty amongst each other; eventually fades away.

Remember the Power of the most High. That enriches this internal beauty. To reflect. From what we wear; from the inside. Out.

One day, as a young adult in my twenties. I met a man, we held a bond into our latter years. Until words  broke; down feelings. Once He bodly said 'find some one. you can love. But in his end. He also learned a valuable lesson. It was from that pain. I may have kissed a frog are two. But I learned to search in my heart. And found a fire. That continues to stay lit. In my personal love story with God. The tears in my heart. Eventually; God's version of a masterpiece. Shines bright. In the eyes is of someone. If not more of  many. That Value; internal beauty.

And during this time my biological Daddy had a little time left; on earth. And planted a seed in my head. Alway's stand; in valuing your worth. As Grandma watched, over me. As I learn to pray for a most powerful relationship. Momma showed me how to heal. When love; plucks and it hurts. To treasure the key to your soul. The key that will be needed to; unlock it. Once God grants permission. But before my youth in story continued. My only son; shared in his timeline here on earth, in. To 'never let them see you cry'. No matter who you choose to show love. To in this life. I said why, my love? He replied You're a queen. Birth in my life; from God. 

Guess who loves us more?

 'Father Time'. How so?

What do you see in the mirror. It's what is seen in the World. Through the windows; is of the eyes. Connected to the human souls.

Align

Mint condition, created the lyrics. On one sheet. We found ourselves. Swinging & diving. In & out of these emotions. Was every line. Of a perfect melody. We once felt in sync. With it's harmony. 

But how will it work. Once what's no longer in the heart; realizes it's time to let go. What remains in the mind. That struggles with; history.

Of what was once; good time's. That no longer align. With these; twisted emotions. 

Because once the structure it's built on. Can no longer stand. On the promises made. Before the storms of life; occured.

How do we tell each other; to pay closer attention.

To the red flags. Are in these body signals. Of  subliminal messages.

It's what's in the eyes. Of the windows; to our souls. 

That reveal whose prepared to release the bonds; once shared.

Because of to many tears. The soul can no longer. Keep sheltered.

Mom, what is love? A male has to find it in; himself. And a female has to nurture; it. In her own heart. Before the two connect. And complete the; instrumental composition. That will connect with what's in the minds. To align with the strings. That  will be plucked. And played with throughout out the entire; harmony. Will make up; the history