Hosea and his wife, a poem.
(God told his Prophet Hosea to marry a Harlot...
Touch me,
Love me...
You asked me were I'd been,
all of your life...
My only one desire and wish,
is to spend my life with you...
It all seems so surreal,
and its hard to believe...
I fell for you years ago,
the fall was hard when you let go...
The last two weeks i have spent with you,
have made you decide what to do...
In the shadow it stood perched on a wall,
atop the barren courtyard...
The last few months have changed my life,
i never ever dreamt that this would ever happen...
Filling boxes with my life,
it doesnt look very much...
I couldn't stop loving you if i tried,
when we split i felt something had died...
Often times i've tried to ignore you
But my heart can't do...