Lost in the sea,
Beneath the impermanent dome. Loving the Saint. Loving the Lone.
Waiting, essential to naught, as you exchange a brighter and lighter idea preparing for what you know I want. I love the Earth so far, and glide along it's curtails.
They are both so cozy and I love the Whales.
They Glanced at me, before they gave me my next secret to find.
I was gliding through, again always noticing the Divine.
Beneath me upon me when the Sol shone upon me. I found you, I knew you and now I wish I never had a moment away.
I fell in love again, and it's the animals that allow me safety.
Her name is Ms. Jo-Jo and she is my most confiding awareness.
I enjoy getting lost in her eyes, for I know I will be found by the same.
She lifts me no matter the gravity of our love and she pretends best in tickling games.
How can we meet, I ask? In what most splendid way? If you offer that to me, I am forever grateful because she will be my last.
Is there a better way to swallow her divinity? I'm no good at asking questions.
I ask you to diminish my folly, before the resurrection.
ESO ES the Deepest Love! Alimentaction para senorita.
I miss one of my friends and she and I laugh as we eat peaches ;)
My humor is back through all of these great and famed fortunes, I am humbling submitting to you now, for the opportunities forward will praise in her gut.
Why do men find themselves so lost, when a women be built differently. Sometimes I ask it is a blessing, but it seems the opposite are happening.
Almighty Christ, my fellow guiding light. If I am romantic like the love of an older brother-- it isn't lust a blunder. Just my peaceful and vibrant heart asunder.
Preparing for Natural Wonder-- Hidden amust a rock. Burrowed beneath the Crust of Firma.
As we watch the scree dance down the Mt. I often wonder what Zion is all about.
These terms of mine shine so much to her. When in reality and in actual thing happens, and I know it's not Fallactic. A Catch-22 for us often happens, because the 42 arguments may just be for US!
WE live to operate on significant emotion.... not adjusted, again.... Perfect. For it is whom we are after that gives us the warmth and humored chatter. There is time for Sh-sh-sh-sh and timing down and bend. We love the direction our world is going to be free!
(Looking forward to the crumble)
Beneath the impermanent dome. Loving the Saint. Loving the Lone.
Waiting, essential to naught, as you exchange a brighter and lighter idea preparing for what you know I want. I love the Earth so far, and glide along it's curtails.
They are both so cozy and I love the Whales.
They Glanced at me, before they gave me my next secret to find.
I was gliding through, again always noticing the Divine.
Beneath me upon me when the Sol shone upon me. I found you, I knew you and now I wish I never had a moment away.
I fell in love again, and it's the animals that allow me safety.
Her name is Ms. Jo-Jo and she is my most confiding awareness.
I enjoy getting lost in her eyes, for I know I will be found by the same.
She lifts me no matter the gravity of our love and she pretends best in tickling games.
How can we meet, I ask? In what most splendid way? If you offer that to me, I am forever grateful because she will be my last.
Is there a better way to swallow her divinity? I'm no good at asking questions.
I ask you to diminish my folly, before the resurrection.
ESO ES the Deepest Love! Alimentaction para senorita.
I miss one of my friends and she and I laugh as we eat peaches ;)
My humor is back through all of these great and famed fortunes, I am humbling submitting to you now, for the opportunities forward will praise in her gut.
Why do men find themselves so lost, when a women be built differently. Sometimes I ask it is a blessing, but it seems the opposite are happening.
Almighty Christ, my fellow guiding light. If I am romantic like the love of an older brother-- it isn't lust a blunder. Just my peaceful and vibrant heart asunder.
Preparing for Natural Wonder-- Hidden amust a rock. Burrowed beneath the Crust of Firma.
As we watch the scree dance down the Mt. I often wonder what Zion is all about.
These terms of mine shine so much to her. When in reality and in actual thing happens, and I know it's not Fallactic. A Catch-22 for us often happens, because the 42 arguments may just be for US!
WE live to operate on significant emotion.... not adjusted, again.... Perfect. For it is whom we are after that gives us the warmth and humored chatter. There is time for Sh-sh-sh-sh and timing down and bend. We love the direction our world is going to be free!
(Looking forward to the crumble)
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