In the beginning was God & Time. Throughout the universe of one form.
Then added was the existence. Male & Female.
Howard Hewitt; an existence in man. Of a silhouette. Of a soul. Moving with time. in the flesh. Of energy. Is lyrics. Released from the mouth with the assistance of the tongue .
Ranging in collaboration. Across bars. Of instrumental creativity.
As our bodies vibrate & sync. With every verse. During time. Of what is left; on earth.
Of what we reach in every; climax. To feel & heal.
From what the ears; connect in of hearing.
Of voices that range. In & over. Quarrelling with one another. Our; human status.
And how do we; together are apart. Live with it. Are not at all.
Without loosing ourself control.
Because not having; it. Are not enough of; each other.
Will shake up; the entire universe.
To understand our Human Presence. We must first build up; with trust in communication.
Of what we hold of expectations. For one another. Once time requires this love; to be tested. In the fire.
So what's next?
Let's start with figuring it out together.
As we create; footprints in the history of our life stories.
Because time will either; bring us back mentally. To the memories.
For reference of what we never forget. In what we learned to measure. In of our own hearts. Is where We together connected. Of what one day we; individual will revisit of understanding. Each other.
Starts in knowing; ourselves. To further transition. In what we both need of; internal continuos growth.
As time will multiply; in our emotional collaborations.
In every opportunity. Taken. To embrace what we contribute of ourselves. During the experience. With love.
Expressed in what intensified; our love language.
Beginning with understanding & patience. Because curiosity. Will reveal. What time was needed. In all ages.
Started in time. With Mom & Dad. Female & male. And what God placed in the both of them. Of fire & desire.
This gravity in the heart. That weighs down the pressure on the mind.
When dealing with trying to understand 'what is this love'. Without limiting ourselves. To human titles & roles.
Eventually overtime; we're destined. To pull & tug; these heart strings. In One another.
To figure out what triggers. A reaction. In our individual thoughts. That fluctuates; the rhythm & pace; in these fragile hearts.
Only time can test. What we control. Of feeling in & out of; love. In our individual; self's.
So here is where our story begins. Until it ends. With a type of love. We'll live enough of life. To contribute in talking about it; with each other. Overtime.
Because of the mental & physical connection. In the experience.
To rethink; about the memories created. Until one day. Time Without one another. Sparks the; fantasies. In how we reminance. In what use to be.
Behind every question. If we really every appreciated each other. And in knowing it. Brings on; an overwhelming feeling.
Because understanding this expression; would either mean. We acknowledge the Giver. And the taker.
If not reason with. What we can both; together establish.
The alignment.
Requiring observation. And a reevaluation. Of every inch of ourselves. In this skin; in what brings. Of us back together.
If time allow's us; collectively to resume. On a new journey.
Not a another repeat. To realize once we're apart. We need to feel the connection. To feel alive; is being back together.
Eventually; the mind said to the heart. How can we forever stay on one page; together.
The tongue wiggled around the mouth. Then shouted out; how much can we say. Before we find ourselves; fighting again.
Are for each other. In the ring.
To finally figure it All out. And speak it out loud.
Who is Fighting for one another's; attention, affection & understanding.
If we're meant to be together. Then how are we alway's; struggling to not be apart.
But in the same Ring. Fighting against one Another. To hold down this love.