love narrative

Monica

Love Dance

This narrative tells the story of two lovers through my eyes as a dancer and admirer of music, particularly 90’s R&B.  I hope you enjoy and feedback as well as constructive criticism is always welcome!

So young in the beginning, she politely accepted his hand as he asked her to dance.  As he led her to the dance floor, she thought, “I’m not his type”.  The music was so soft but yet alluring.  Something different about him, she thought.  His confidence made her head twirl and her imagination tip toed into the future, a soft bourree’ into places in her mind she would not dare share with anyone, for certain not him.  Would she dare dream that he is the ONE?

The music sped up and became a bit louder as the song transitioned into a conscious hip hop beat, making the young couples’ hearts saute with delight, and as the tempo slowed into “Baby I’m Yours” by Shai, they realized they were drawn in very closely by an irresistible force, into a lover’s embrace. Her head finding a niche to rest on his chest as she studied his heartbeat. She liked that rhythm.  All others on the dance floor faded away into faceless characters as the two held each other as if already a pair, both silently hoping that the DJ would play another song like this one.  I need more time, he thought.  But she went with the rhythm of the new song and encouraged him to do the same as she flirted with him through the movement of her hips, although subtle and a bit shy and unassured.  She didn’t want to be hurt again.  Could she be the ONE, he thought?

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Monica

Do You Love Me?”

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Starting something new in 2017!  A short poem from yours truly illustrating how in my imagination the Father may define LOVE as it pertains to His relationship with us.

Do you love me enough to……

Not put anything or anyone before me?

Put away your idols for your soul to be free, living to work so you can pay the bills and afford that Audi?

Not to create things with your hands to put before your eyes as a mighty one;

Realize that I am He that brings forth life and can send death when it’s all said and done.

Not to play with My name and utter it as such a small thing;

or mix it with foul words as you think it’s clever when cussing.

Not to forget the day that I ceased to work, but remember to set it apart;

it’s not for gettin’ in your over-time, clubbing or fillin’ your grocery cart.

Not to forget whatever your circumstance, that your earthly Mother or Father,

or whomever I gave to raise you, never make them feel like a burden or a bother.

Not to plot to take the life of anyone for this you know is wrong;

going against the 1st command, be fruitful, multiply, sing praises to Me all the day long.

Not to lay with another man’s wife, no matter how much your flesh yearns;

Use reason over emotion and from her gaze and grasp you must turn.

Not to take from one another, without permission what isn’t yours,

with the intention not to return it; go get your own from your pick of stores.

Not to hide the truth from or about your neighbor, spreading lies and even slander;

not stand for behavior of those that devise and deceive, don’t be a by-stander.

Not to wish or thirst for anything that is owned by any other person;

their spouse, car, job, wealth, for this also to Me is a strong aversion.

If you truly love Me my child, just start with these 10 SIMPLE THINGS.

Stand up to the entire world, be different and see what righteousness brings.

by Monica Terry, AKA Taptutor

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