sobriety and vigilance

somehow it seemed that they thought that it was because we partake of the earth. 
once or twice.
it was not.
if only it were that simple.
what i did tell him was that i could not compete with the one by his side; it is true.
i asked him to pray for me and he did.
the courtship is to find out --
who do you believe in?
who are you praying to?
could you bow to a lesser God?
some do.
that's how i knew the Senegalese one was not for me.
so i asked, "avez-vous une emotion pour moi?"
the question hangs thick in the air; thicker than smoke.
i gave up a little sobriety and vigilance to deal with the fact that first john's declaration is invading my conscious reality of relationship; because i messed up by ever calling it anything but emotion for myself.

re-order my steps.