I wasn’t sure what to get you for your wedding
but then I realized
Love doesn’t know what time is.
It never measured its presence by mere seconds,
Minutes get missing
Hours are loss when its decades of time spending
No longer missed but she’s now, “Mrs.”
and this reception is evidence
that sometimes God’s wrist watch rolls smoothly in slow motion,
Like Heaven’s hour glass is always filled and never lacking
not one tick tock given
I’m sure prophets have spoke this into existence
Now if these walls could talk they would say today was destined.
Believe me when I say…
this was written as if pharaohs carved “Geoff loves Ashanti” in hieroglyphics on the walls inside Egyptian pyramids,
Not one anhk wasted…
It was written in braille for those who CAN’T seem to catch the vision.
Even broken clocks can see that unison doesn’t mean the timing is perfect.
It’s off by, maybe, a couple hours,
sort of like the time difference between an East coast boy and a California girl…
let us pray their blessings are countless
and that they live in this moment for eternity…
I love the new car scent that love leaves.
You see the mission is for all of us to find someone we can repeat the sentence “I love you” with,
but never place a period at the end.
Just commas and blank spaces left for you to fill in…
and I didn’t know what to give you for a wedding gift
but God suggested signs of infinity
because love doesn’t know what time is