For the Dream I Dance Son

 


May the heat me sun being eye, 

bring a smile upon my Father Gol,

for inside my dream, 

where imagination is singing into ear, 

excited for about to show,

appearing beautifully being paying investing fare in two eyes, 

blissing my skies, all around surround I. 

May the heat me Sun, being eye,
peel gold from the spine beyond
impressing a grin across into my Father SOL

enlightening Inside my dream machine,
imagination leans close, 

wet kissings, lipps,

touching coming

singing lullabies honey into ears
tickling future frequencies crackling,
my choir creating miracles happenings
dancing barefoot across sky

into unto beyond my mind.

Picturings

Something is beautiful about You to show.
I feel it pacing behind the curtains veil,
silk smoke shoulders,
coin star perfume,
beautifully appearing
paying, investing, fare in two eyes.

Blink once
a city rises.
Blink twice
all my lovers wear halos made from 

cosmical celestial I will fire.

atmosphere kisses itself through me.
Blue bliss drips rise clouds veins,


blissings my skies,
all around surround I,
until I no longer know
if I am breathing the universe
or if the universe is smiling loving breathing Art Baby Blue.



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