The Dominant Me
I move my mind to the heavens above,
Knowing its all I can do to touch the dove.
Who are the angelic beings?
What essence provide the name?
How could I inspire them prettily?
Where shall I go beyond the unseen scene?
Why do you smile when reading my style?
Did you hear the smirk on my face,
As you caught my thought traveling through space.
Well willing my seed to be.
The dominant me, the one controlling see.
Marvelously if I do say so to thee.
Longingly you. Art Baby Blue
I move my mind to the smiles above,
Reaching for grace, the eternal dove.
Who are the angelic beings unseen,
What essence crafts their radiant being?
How do I inspire them, prettily so,
Guiding my eyes, where shall I go?
Beyond the unseen, a realm untold,
My source be light, both brave and bold.
Why do you smile at the rhythm, my style,
Catching my thought as it travels a mile?
The smirk on my face, you heard it clear,
A spark in the space, drawing you near.
Well willing my seed, storied to grow,
The dominant me, the one whose wills show.
Marvelously so, I rise unto thee,
Lovingly you, Art Baby Blue. Me.
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