Of men and god

By just a thought
One has ought to take an act
Upon decesion life has already arrisin
To take the shape and manifistation
Of the choices one agrees to
Accordingly life reform-ingly correlates predictibly
And so are men made of thoughts
And gods made of corelating action
What lies between the two is but a vail
Opaque yet with light that does shine through

Where lovers meet

Ancient man once considered the kiss a sacred act
Where lips met and breath did interchange
Souls too intermingled and exchanged
In my promisuous youth I kissed quite a few
But each time I did and even till today
I hold my breath in anticipation for when we meet
One day our paths will cross
And on that day
a sigh of release and relief will escape these lips
Where our souls will meet in loves embrace