Listening to mine own heart and the cry inside
A cry for my dreams and the abundance of life
Abundance of love and more of the best stuff
The best stuff heaven has and then more love
I want so much and then will be given more
Because one day I\’ll be opened the door
I\’ll walk in melodies, soft tunes of the truth
Truth that love is real and that you can\’t loose
Unless you let go, but my grip isn\’t my own
It\’s the grip of love the reality that\’s known
Known by it\’s relevance and branded unbroken
Eternity of love of which remains unspoken
Inspired forever, by what\’s been given to me
Testimony of faith, promises yet received
“I miss you darling, this candle burns bright.”
“I\’m waiting, patiently waiting for time.”
“For you, for this, unbridled passion fulfilled.”
“For the day when all this delight be revealed.”
Whoever you are, my angel oblivious…
MYSELF©

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