The Something More, Above Even Sweet Magic!

You watched it go and go again! No one but you and love alone, that came forth from the bugs you owned, to sights seen by the many but new to you!

Then there came that hocus pocus, and magic, that didn't seem quite enough to please, when it took you away from what you already had alone in love. Who needs words with the right actions, and who needs magic, when voices from without weren't heard above and beyond those from within? When then you blended together words to form the recipe of love to really make more than magic as you watched it go, and go again!

Something more again and again, and choices were a-far off, as we just let it happen without fear. You make the choice! It was their choice! To rejoice in this word becomes, more and more difficult for most of us so it seems, at times.

What happen to just letting it happen? This something more beyond magic before we even knew the word, should be known for what it is, and love deserves more than just magic. Who can invent a better word than love to pretty much say it all at times though!

It's sweet, sounds so good in this now, that it's sweeter than sweet has left it's more, to become of the greater less! Magic needs no sweet so some may say, as it's sweet enough just left alone, but sweet magic doesn't hurt my ears none. Extra toppings on the pizza, and extra so called top words! We like more as much as less, and more or less like less as much as more, at times.

Sweet is enough though now, but magic shouldn't be left alone, and be said to be of more value than it is! Something more knocks on the doors of our hearts, and it's real, more real than magic. What some once had, they've forgotten and it's not dead, but more alive than magic itself! It's power can't be contained except by this word we call as love.

Change this word to magic, or any other sweet word of choice, and it doesn't seem worth seeking out as much if at all! Don't you love this love word above any other? Didn't you love the something more than magic it gave to you, without even being said? Did magic take it's place, and your something more is as if it never existed, when you experienced it year upon year as a child. Love is so powerful, that it existed before you heard the word itself! You do need to hear the word magic, and then be careful it's not black, so you can make that something more come back!

Oh, he's really got it now! This is said with the art of magic, after some weeks if not years of practice. You then have the wantingness more-so to stick with it! What about when you really had it, without no one to tell you? Didn't you love it more, as you once again made it go and go! The influence of love within you didn't question, and then you enjoyed it much more in a world of ways. Magic can be fun, but magic is but a pea in the pot compared to love, that was fine without it. Love needs to be just that and that alone!

Sweet is now left alone, why not leave love alone, without intruding above it with magic? Love needs no cleaning service! If you see love, what do you see? If you see magic what do you see? Love has more to offer, and goes beyond even the words of men at times, and has much more to offer, even above sweet as well. Love already was concise and condensed down, and we came after and did what we could with magic and sweeter than sweet.

We added and subtracted also, and made perfect as best we could in each and every area, and then came magic, at times as if love wasn't there first! This magic word filled the gap, as we will always be lacking compared to the perfect love that freed us from our perfect that was as magic, and came as good or bad, but never really perfect! The perfect blend it was said, and done. Isn't this like magic with words, and a different fancy outfit, to convince you or lead your minds away from maybe even what you had as a child with that something more? There's good and bad in everything, and everyone and like-wise magic is sweet, but by no means sweeter than love!

Love likes to be left alone at times, and as God looked at in love, we see clearer alone in the closet at times. Love shouldn't be kept in the closest, in it's form that was here before we were, and made different definitions and add-ons with. We left these add-ons alone and definitions as a child. Love is God, and God is love! Love is simple, humble, and true. Please leave love alone, and forget your fancy definitions add-ons, should they cause people to hide from the real God made simple truth. People do stumble, and get sicker than sick when we forget loves true simplicity, and hide it, to exchange it for our own or someone else's so called sweet magic.

Love isn't material and like unto a gift you can make change to fit in it's shoes. God needs no shoes, and when God speaks, and steps there are no blisters! Who can walk for a eternity without God's help or love's? You baby-stepped with it, and never knew the word blister or magic, or any fancy definitions of what love is said to be in our now. Our now isn't God's now, that already was, and helped us walk with less fears as a baby! Don't baby God with kid gloves, unless you see how your kids that haven't forgotten this something more do it first best!

A orange can be called a red, or yellow or what have you, but to some a orange will be at it's kids best to kiss first and eat! Your first Sunkist orange, love created and you ate of it different than Adam, with that something more given by the grace of love. The only better word for love, would be God. He gave us the skin on the orange to protect us from germs, and gave us the word love and the love with it to serve us protection from the dominion of sin.

God without love, would be a lot worse than orange without skin! Give God more than just your plays with his words, and rearrangements of his color codes. Would you like your kid being told, "Here have a red or yellow, and never but never call it a orange again"? God is love even more than a orange is orange, and God deserves to be called by his God given name by us as well. Please call upon God with the same respect you had as a child when you still called a orange for what it was, without the never but never!