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  • I have the audacity to still believe that falling in love,

    in its purest and sweetest innocence, is still possible

    I have the audacity to believe that my loves call

    is but a whisper away

    Yes, I still have the audacity to believe that he can be my best friend

    … here on earth and I can be his best

    I have the audacity to believe that his fire is and always will

    be the only one for me

    Yes, I have the audacity to believe that we will have date nights and disagreements

    and candle light baths and moments of intense fellowship

    I have the audacity to believe that my heart is big enough to hold his secrets and his fears

    and I have the audacity to believe that mine are safe with him

    I have the audacity to believe

    that my true love is waiting

    to meet me on a park bench

     he will ask me my name

    will look into my eyes

     and know

    that he is sitting next to the audacity of his one and only last love

    I just simply

    have

    the audacity to believe!

    “Ah, I hear my lover coming! He is leaping over the mountains, bounding over the hills.”

    Song of Songs 2:8 NLT

    Written by Angela M. Riddick. All material posted by Poetic Mustard Seeds is protected by copyright.

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