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His was,
A kiss of promise
A kiss of challenge
A kiss of power
And a kiss of doom
Where our lips had met
He was a threat, a strident peril
And yet a strange safety,
To which I held such visions
To which I held daring possibilities
And I knew that the Lord had seen such a deed
And I wept all the night 
For His light must endure 

My voice, weak from nightmarish dreams,
Spoke in the indemnity of morning,
“If I am to fail you, Lord…
If I have failed you…”

And I could speak no more, 
For such emotion had overtaken me—
That I could even think willingly to fail Him!
Willingly….wontedly….the Devil was onto something
He was onto my decree, my embodiment of altering truth 
And yet his kiss the day before silenced my disconsolation 
I was empowered by such a kiss
My mind crooned,
Miles of love in our embrace
Enamored, confused…
I couldn’t bear it
I couldn’t look him in the eye 

This life… soured and torn destiny before me,
I had chosen my life
Needing God
And wanting the Devil
I could not bear to think I would never again return
In my place beside Christ and His children
That I would lose my home in light
To indulge in servitude to his dark purpose
Yet had I not kissed those lips willingly?
Had I given up everything in that one moment?
And how could I betray Him?
Out of sheer love alone?
I could not dream of facing Him again
Looking into His fierce eyes…

I was surely not clear from evil’s sway
As the messengers on high are away
The ones I have relied on for guidance 
No witnesses in such a naturally inevitable moment,
Save the Lord who sees all
And the demons, their whisperings in their binds
Yes, such moments are spoken of to no end
And to innumerable measurements of fringy truths
And inheritable fabrications that grow day to day 
So shocking are such tales when they are released
Shall be known to every wind 
And every current,
The ocean will swell in knowing
The earth itself will gasp in remembrance
Of the sacred spot in the Prison of Plot 
Where the Devil had kissed my lips
To touch light and cast a shadow upon it
It was indeed, a spot, a moment to be remembered
I could see it
God Almighty noting the hour, the moment, the spark
Of our spirited free wills
Of our desirous union  
His test had given me that
His test I had destroyed

“You have failed no one,
No one, yet you have risen above the waters
To join in my want
To rest in your will”

Behind me, solemn, no pride in his voice,
A song, he was singing, 
And I turned around
My eyes closed tightly
And in his arms we sang,

“Time, want and will bring us together
Trembling tears have been commended 
Rest in my arms this day forever,
Forever, forever!
To discover contrasted hearts 
Contented”

“Look into my eyes,” He whispered.
“Be not afraid of failure
Be hopeful, and be deliberate
Be not ashamed,
My love,
Can you see you cry not alone?
Cry joy with me 
Be pleased, honored

I will be with you
You have not chosen yet
But whatever choice you make
Victory or defeat,
I will be with you
You will keep me in your heart
I will be the oil to your lamp
And she will pave your way 
Enviously…
Enviously!
Take me over, my dream
Empowerment, blessing
Take me over,
See what I will solely expose to you!
Drink them
Keep them
They are yours…now,
Look into my eyes…” 

I opened mine, tears spilling down my face
Into his wettened eyes
He was freely weeping,
His chest heaving in and out
These were moments of sacred rest
Sacred release  
He noticed my tears run heavier, 
And glowering playfully,
He pressed his finger on my quivering lips to wipe
What had fallen there 
I stared into his wet world 
Overcome with answers
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