live free. become, achieve and strive for a more lovely purpose while remaining generous but being honest; knowing thy self before you runaway for the circus. hope well and live the dream as ants crawl at your feet. the sound of laughter while you sleep, makes you wonder where she's been.. will she sleep inside a peace machine? i gather reason and justification to benefit a new cause, her rank among the stars. the gypsee leaf will burn under keef and the solid hit will be your cure. phasing thoughts through an illogical process of astronomical delusions and determined a orchestration of light beams. a temple to trip out on her brand new name, a character of a story that once was yours to keep. she'll bridge cities together and she'll be loved, protected, and entertained. the sedative mistress to my soul's good vibe lets me know that im alive she will survive, yeah she'll get by. the world is ours but for each to create, the reward of being courageous and chasing down the dream. sweet tale written by a hooked up poet known for digging the dirt over-which he stands. acknowledging beauty and taking every step to stumble upon a vicious scene where few have been and few will leave. love pumps blood, blood drips and will drop. love drops. i drop. i drop love
i appreciate your words, sincerely... very glad you liked it. got a mad penmenship to wrestle with before i can break the alphabet free
