dancing doves sing
dancing doves sing smothering songs kissingly
flying over above smiling shining teeth
looking mirror seeing pretty you
enjoyingly me beautiful view
Mansions of Becoming
I release all ideas limiting me, Now to be more ideal forming thee. I command the wind sea the heart beat in me, To be. For thinking beautiful thoughts creating my future present, Learning, accepting, appreciating, what, how it looks feeling like till thee! In my house there are many mansions , Where I made love in them in them all, yet still building. I increase all ideas that strengthen me, they rise like dust from dawn’s bright win. Now I think, more ideals, forming thee, breathing into the image in mind again. I command the wind, the sea, the heartbeat to be. Each pulse obeys, each wave agrees, each breeze repeats the sound speaking yes. I dwell thinking beautiful thoughts, each one a door to my future present , learning, accepting, appreciating, what and how it feels to be, till thee. In my house there are many mansions I have made love in all of them present, Yet to build my temples ideal creation , Wil...
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