Spiritual Worlds Through Art Baby Blue
Am I free to go.
To the spiritual worlds coming into view.
Looking before and beyond its dew,
Where could I believe to be.
For the thought to conceive I dream semen winning womb.
Touching, loving, fucking the immaculate conception.
Inception being God my great Father who planted I.
Am You who knowingly thee,
How gratefully I am being be.
Imagining I do
Believing is seeing the best ideal pictures hue,
Abundantly above you enjoyingly loving me, blue
Art baby living pretty too.
Am I free to travel
to worlds unseen—
Where visions ripple
in waters serene?
Beyond the dew, my spirit anew,
Believing each thought conceiving me through.
Dreaming seeds of immaculate sight,
Touching creation loving infinite light.
My accepting,
Father's artful inception, shaping perfection
From loving His reflection.
Gratefully, abundantly, imagining being,
Coloring view —lovingly me.
Art Baby Blue, living vibrant, true—
A masterpiece seen in the mirror of you.
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