Cleanse
us, Oh Love. Such a miracle of mind, a gorgeous
being.
Every thought is censored, unless otherwise. How
to
say love for each and every love? I ask, somewhere
ahead:
we merely say love, for each and every love.
Sanctify
her tears, efface deception, and open the gates.
It’s
so amazing this love, purified in trials, cast upon
every
soul. I feel it near, batting souls, flooded through
centuries.
It knows years and signs and love and life.
It’s
ever in love’s voice, a squiggly eyelash, ever and
again.
Clever to filter love, and never to falter love! I love
you
becomes more and more, where angst sails a sea. In
practice,
love becomes a force, in various degrees. We
love
in general, raining love, ever protected by love. My
dearest
love; float, fly, and dream, ever to love; for love
is
love, and love is sight.
