A mere whisper of your existance

I…, Adam of dominion

Bid you greetings

In the name of the Divine Mind

Be it though

My greeting is of question

None but evident

Of time, the whim

Of breath, taken at the second

Of hope, the string

Of clarity, that all was done

For reason, the act

Of impulse, at the breath

Of Faith

My question

Destiny?

Shown to me as flesh of spirit

The only energy

Without touch in compassed the beauty

The rarity of satisfaction

Given

In an Eve of Faith

Do you see what has been?

Placed upon your soul

A name, in reliance to hope

A meaning, surrounding all in presence

Vibrating vigorously, the spell

Your spell!

The mystery of knowing agony

Of passion denied

I stand before you , as lines of hint

It is you, whom I’ve waited

Unite with the spirit…

Which I’ve dreamed

Day…

Night…

That I might be allowed…

To touch the confident heart

Of your dwelling

That I be able…

To place halo’s over fearful emotions

That I could…

Learn..

To breathe of your breath

That I should…

Become you

That I ask…

To be a part of you

That I will…

Over see your misjudgment of me

That I am…

What you want me to be

The breath of…

EVE

WOMAN of FAITH