James.:.Bilione

  Take a closer look, at my picture for you, My collage, of several menage a trois' wearing fruit, Before you achieve, one must conceive. Does drinking water in imagining mind nourish the body? Will picturing me on a mountain top high, marry me to the sky? For letting go and being the greatest bro, Quieting at the tip of my nose you know.  Will agrees, to put forth your energy on the seeds you want, By calling shouting collapsing the vacuum, quant, Into a scene of me and you being, As wild as a wave coming into shore. Take a closer look at my picture of you,   A collage of many, a menage in view,   Bearing fruits of dreams we believe,   For before achieving, one must conceive. Does drinking water, imagining kind,  Nourishing the body, the spirit,  mind?   Will picturing me on a mountain high   Marry my soul to become the sky? Letting go, having the greatest flow,   Quieting thoughts to a tip toe.   On seeds we choose, on dreams in sight. By calling, shouting, collapsing the light, 

  Lady liberty paints a picture of me loving you Bringing forth my smile thinking I do Where to from here as we look into eyes Making everywhere home like being above the skies. For giving all I got and getting more to give, This is how I and my tribe live. Yes please know we are gifted gifting sending sun.  Shining Art Baby Blue for being loves, one.  Lady Liberty paints a picture, of me loving you,   Bringing forth my smile, in thoughts pure and true.   Where to from here, as we look eye to eye,   Making everywhere home, soaring high in the sky. For giving all I’ve got, and gaining more to give,   This is the way my tribe and I live.   Yes, please know, we are gifted, gifting the sun,   Shining Art Baby Blue, love’s chosen one.

  Have you heard from the butterfly effect? Do you me flapping my wings, Controlling the wind, I send forth love, Pulling, pushing, blowing clouds high above, Christening the air into sleet, forming my figure to greet. Hello blue bird, how artfully baby hue, you be. Could I wonder aloud to the sea, Knowing what sight seems,  Bringing light to my eyes, I mean.  Where and how far does my imagination go, At the present to wherever you flow, Flying high, growing sky, before thy. Picturing my dreaming's minds' being, Singing and dancing into time.  Have you heard of the butterflying effect?  The feeling of me flapping my wings,   Controlling the wind as I sing forth love,   Pulling, pushing clouds high above. Christening the air into sleet’s sweet great,   My figure formed from mist to fate.   Hello, bluebird, how artfully you fly,   A hue of baby blue, soaring in the sky. Could I wonder aloud to the sea,   Knowing what sight could bring to me.   Bringing light to my eyes, I mean,  

  Peaceful view inside me you, cleansing my thoughts I do, For growing up sky and touching it too, For flying far beyond instincts love woo. Being grace and the face in light,  Enjoying all things you me.  From blessings in heaven and my love most high, In playing mind, moving picture characters personas dominating call. Knowing its my dreaming hero, being loving, me you,  Peaceful view, inside me, you,   Cleansing my thoughts, I renew.   Growing skyward, touching it too,   Flying far, love’s instinctive woo. Being grace, the face in light,   Enjoying all things, you and I unite.   Blessings from heaven, love most high,   In playful mind, moving pictures rise. Characters, personas, a call to all,   Knowing it’s my dreaming hero’s thrall.   Loving me, loving you, true,   Art Baby Blue rising I do. Happily too, from me, you. 

  Pre-paving my way each and every day, Growing from the water I presented in may, The challenge of being in the present,  stands the futures grounds, Where about my ideas in mind are found. As they go round flowing forward, All eyes are kept on words in script. For me being me, Gods great lovely, Upon the high heavens, above sea,  Tickling the sky and wind is thee, Knowing what I want to enjoy in living life, Accepting mother nature for being my wife. Pre-paving my way each and every day,   Growing from waters gifted in May.   The challenge of being in the present remains,   Where future’s foundation ever sustains. As thoughts go round, flowing forward bound,   All eyes rest on words in script profound.   For me, being me, God’s great lovely,   Upon high heavens, above the sea. Tickling the sky, the wind is thee,   Knowing the joys I wish to see.   Living life full, dreams set to guide,   Embracing Mother Nature, my partner, my bride. --- The connecting purpose, living life’s flow, sh

  Bringing artistry forward, Words arrowing upon eyes, reading to ear. I created my picture of two, Belonging to me, you. To hold my smile and figure, For grasping at a vision brought out by mind, Looking in I do, rising up for blue, Kissing the crystal in the sky, For blessing art, baby, I. Artistry flowing lighting my mind,    Words that pierce, yet gently kind.   Two souls sketched in colors anew,   Belonging together, just me and you.   I hold the smile, the shape we create,   A vision unfolding, guided by fate.   Rising for blue, crystal skies in two,    A kiss that blesses, art born through.   Blessed are we, in this creative high,  Art, baby, reaching the sky. voice

  In this day, my words will plow and sow, Tilling the soil massaging the roots, For giving my all, on every moving movement, Do you believe your planted seeds,  Shall grow high into sky,  flowering I? It being the nature of life, I let go and receive my dream, entering, bringing thy. On this day, I play and rest. Knowing mental blessings will shower my way. I have pushed and pull for so long, Perfecting my song as I smoke a bong, Ingesting the heavens and releasing my angels, To rain up, into the earth, touching me, son. For being so loving to all, specifically you.  I let go and receive, my dream entering high,   On this day, I play and rest, reaching the sky.   Knowing blessings in mind will shower my way,   A peaceful heart in the rhythmic play. I’ve pushed and pulled for so long,   Perfecting my tune, my soul’s own song.   Inhaling the heavens, releasing my angels,   To rise through the earth, my spirit untangles. Touching me, son, burning light into truth,   For being so loving t

  on top a thought I do being patient practicing, what's new. for peace and love be you and so pretty to view art baby blue could I ask a favor four,  to stand correct and look at the score. you are being the best beyond all tests, knowing each movements growing.  what are you dreaming about put it down into this script for God to enlighten the Sun  loving me being one. It's here when you persist instinct insists.  Thank you for enjoying my kiss.  voice

  Feeling wonderfully made, Knowing certain ideas are done, played. Adjusting to what's going to be new, All seeing dreaming that I fulfilled his do.  Coming to the point where its time to fly the coop, Entertain an experience from view at the top stoop, Looking down and all around screaming to make sound Silly as it is to me, its what the world said to be For running to the streets end, turning around and running again. Knowing certain ideas are done, played,   Adjusting now, for what’s going to be made.   All-seeing, dreaming, knowing I fulfilled his do,   Coming to the point where it’s time to fly through. Entertaining experience from the top stoop,   Looking down and all around, ready to swoop.   Screaming to make sound, wild and free,   Silly to me, yet that’s what the world said to be. Running to the street’s end, turning around,   Running again, seeking what’s profound.   For in the motion, the answers rise,   As I let go, and soar to new skies. voice