I see a pattern emerging
He is consistent, yet unpredictable.
He loves loves loves - till I overflow
This trend is becoming typical.
My mind cannot comprehend
That part of me has a will of its own.
It beckons for more
Feeding - preparing for the unknown.
In the moment I am fueled
Anticipating fire
I tease the flame -
- a dangerous game
Begging to be ignited.
I always know it is His way of forecast
He tells me in His own cryptic style.
My heart hears His words - my head refuses to listen
I should have learnt by now, but this could take a while.
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