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There is something intimate about recording in a studio just you, your thoughts, & the Microphone. This is…

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Microphone Seduction
By LIMITLESS

She caught eye at first sight, poised in mystery, adorned in a sleek black satin gown:

I wandered what She had in store for me mesmerized by what I see, this beautiful silhouette in front of eye, this vision of sweet release ravenous for my word feast.

A platinum crown wrapped in black diamonds rest upon her head, her eye’s beckoned me closer and closer into her world;

She enticed me with her attentiveness her delight driven by every word proceeding from me; without judgement or critique she longed for me to speak, thirsty for what I had in thought, She held the key to release me.

I still searched for her identity even though her beauty had me in tow her tears begging me to flow joy and sorrow.

My troubles She absorbed, my dreams she adored, my imagination her ears tirelessly record; logging for every out-pour of my heart- which she held from the start.

Mystical was her pull as She pulled me into to her courts of love and desire, holding her in hand, she made me feel like a Man, when she turned to me saying enticingly,

“speak words to me”;

She,

my one and only…,

Microphone….

Some of us are fortunate enough to find that “Special Someone” that one person who comes once in a life time; this is a story of two people who took a chance in the game of love and WON. This is…

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Special Someone
By LIMITLESS

She looked with an intense stare, He viewed her with an engulfing glare, both seeking for their love to share with their special someone;

They both sunk deeper into one-another’s heart drowning in the intoxicating peering of passion.

Wanting to find that special someone they risked all for this love game to be won,

still, they came even closer daring to leap into this lust pool.

He used every tool in his arsenal, she knew his advances contained life changing chances, emotions held at bay behind glances which changed to face to face stances.

The urge to find their special someone grows into visual dances, eye’s flicker with light like stars in night, if your quite you might even be able to hear the pounding of two hearts yearning to be complete,

then!

the silence is broken by the reach of an arm extending, his hand open, he waits for the first taste of warmth from another, she accepts his invitation- as if she always knew he would be the one to pull her through this

lust-field,

love-filled,

lust-thrills,

their love heals the void filling the desire feeling new Life’s fire contained in a story still being written the ending shrouded in mystery, but this they know for sure, that the search for that someone special exists no more….

She is more precious than rubies: and all the things thou canst desire are not to be compared unto her. (Pro 3:15) this is…

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Elements of She

by Edward Taylor III

How long will the simple feast at the banquet of fools –

When it’s her insight they hunger for?

She possess a beauty which is to be more sought after than the rarest pearl in the sea.

She veil’s her face behind the shadow of words, to find her is to find understanding.

She walks in a garment meant for royalty.

She stands atop the highest peak calling out to those who need her compelling men to seek her.

Kings lust for her presence, rulers become beggars at her feet.

She is the guide leading men through the mist of choice-

When She spoke to Me…

her voice…

The very essence of reason.

She taught me her way’s;

She showed me great mysteries, & as I rested in her bosom..,

The waters of time stood still, frozen as a river caught in winters chill.

I soon fell in love with the warmth of her inspiration,

& when I awoke!

I found myself wed to her.

(…Sigh…)

awww-

Wisdom…

The Spirit of the Lord GOD is upon me; because the LORD hath anointed me to preach good tidings unto the meek; he hath sent me to bind up the brokenhearted, to proclaim liberty to the captives, and the opening of the prison to them that are bound; To proclaim the acceptable year of the LORD, and the day of vengeance of our God; to comfort all that mourn; To appoint unto them that mourn in Zion, to give unto them beauty for ashes, the oil of joy for mourning, the garment of praise for the spirit of heaviness; that they might be called trees of righteousness, the planting of the LORD, that he might be glorified.(Isa 61: 1-3) We all have a stage, we all have a message, we all have a purpose in the body of Christ; some will stand with a microphone, some will sit with a pen, But we’ll all in our own unique way loudly say ” For the glory of Christ”…

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This is Why I Came

by Edward Taylor III

Who am I?

Well let me explain.

See, you can call me dominion, cause I’m fresh out of religions prison, My boots tread upon serpents & my head bares a crown.

The World-

that’s my kingdom,

The microphone-

that’s my queen,

& this stage here…!

This is where my words paint pictures & then with a melody I delicately places them in your mental mind frame, to be contained, safely tucked away in your dreams.

This is why I came,

Screaming like a wild man in the wilderness!

Messenger is in my name, I was given purpose new life found in divine service,

so how could I be nervous,

This is my stage!

This is where speakers deliver keys which open doors to clear blue skies & open meadows;

This is where wisdom’s cries are amplified exposing freedom for the mind to run & explore.

This is why I came,

For my name also contains Gods salvation,

& yes,

I can hear what your soul is craven,

No more vanity it’s say’n:

no more dreams slain by thieves in the night, no more hopeless delusions & empty promises,

no more excuses,

no more tears in the rain;

GOD-

I only crave change….

Well, this is why I came;

Who am I?

I AM Gods messenger of salvation,

&

I’ve come to this stage to deliver to you your liberty;

For this is why I came….

This poem came after the reveling open heart surgery God preformed during the latest Together Ministry; Much was revealed to me as a husband, things I never considered, things I’ ve grown to take for granted in my marriage; so I wrote this poem as my official apology to my wife, I love you sweetheart, & I apologize…

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I Didn’t Know

Edward Taylor III

I didn’t know how my ravenous lust would put you in a rush to lend your heart & loan your trust.

I didn’t know that the promise of that day would put you under a curse called ” The Christian Wife of Today”.

I didn’t know how I took you for granted forcing you to obey a husbands harsh commandments.

I didn’t know that the ring would cause a sting from the nine tailed whip my tongue could fling, putting you in slave bondage when your supposed to be my queen;

I didn’t know how far I fell when I failed to source you love; I didn’t know that I would be the cause for your eyelid waterfalls.

I didn’t know that I was the one who was supposed to fill your emotional tank, instead of attending to you I took my seat & commenced to drink, watching NFL highlights, while missing the key to my life…

So I wrote this to apologize, please let MY hand wipe away the tears from your eye’s,

Let me be your king who commands the Oceans to relinquish their pearls to you,

Let me be the man who satisfies your inner girl;

Please let me repay you for the time you’ve lost.

I repent to you & accuse myself, because, without you my good is lost & my favor meets death;

So I ask for your forgiveness with a sincere & sorrowful breath–

Please forgive me my wife…,

I Didn’t Know….

This poem was inspired by the powerful healing ministry my marriage is exposed to. I’m thankful that I’m blessed to say my wife & I are stronger than ever. I’m open with this poem because it’s my hope that it will spark a fire in those who read this, and in those who share with me the same desire for a successful marriage . – Edward T.

“Where there is no vision, the people perish” (Pro 29:18) your dreams, your visions, are the very essence & fabric of Gods purpose & intent for your life. So many spend their lives yearning but never seeking for the answer to these questions “what is my purpose?” or “Why am I here?” Instead you spend your time & your energy in frustration living “paycheck to paycheck” ignoring the cry of your heart. This is a poem of that very thing; a poem of what happens…

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When a dreamer Stops Dreaming

By Edward Taylor III

What happens when a dreamer stops dreaming?

When there are no more goals to hold his gaze,

His passion a prisoner behind the bars of selfish rage,

Nightmares of failure haunt his sleepless nights,

Frustration begins to consume his starved will to fight;

His expressions are now empty,

They’ve become idle words on a page;

All he wanted was for people to listen & be inspired,

But no one paid any mind to the gift that he gave,

So the dreamer stopped dreaming in the process of time,

His pen left useless, no more thoughts to line;

So what happens when a dreamer stops dreaming?

This is a question I ask myself;

The answer to which remains unknown,

Simply because this dreamer is determined to dream,

Even if he is destined to dream Alone.

Keep dreaming & keep your vision a live GOD BLESS- “For the vision is yet for an appointed time, but at the end it shall speak, and not lie: though it tarry, wait for it; because it will surely come, it will not tarry”. (Hab 2:3)