Benjamin Buffett

  Sometimes I wonder, Do I see ladies on clouds looking at me? To only smile knowingly,  Enjoyingly appreciating who they be, Presenting our future presently, to thee.  I wonder sometimes where, There, my eyes sees ladies resting upon clouds, Soft silhouettes gazing up down lustfully me, Their faces lit with smiles that know. They beam and gleam jiggling light like snow, Their laughter tickling my sky, Enjoyingly appreciating who am I.

  I put my imagining self, In all ideal pretty places, Where people are happy and have beautiful faces. For the fruit being seed my future to create. I place my imagining self, In realms where joy makes the air feeling melting, Where laughter ripples over tickling streets, Picture on every face smiling in its own sunlit grace. Hear, the fruit I carry is already breaking seed, Scattering forward into gardens yet seen, Rooting my future in places that sow my beauty, And hum my song singing being lovingly dominance.

  Let the love of the Earth be you,  I say singing my song,  Into wins for you this day and every ideal way.  Enjoying the love of the Earth being you, I sing, my voice rings vibrating radiating blue, Into wins for you this day, And every ideal, beautiful loving way. Letting the love of the Earth be you, I sing it forth, my song to bloom, My melody flowing carrying the wins this day,  Enjoying the love of the Earth you say, My voice rings  vibrating, radiating blue, Casting ripples through the skies, Singing blessings into your rise. Showing the winds for you this day, Lovingly winning, every ideal way.

  I am an artful being eye, Bringing new perspectives for your world. Singing my song saying showing painting creativity,  Through the swirls creat ing rainbows before the rain.  Beyond, into thoughtful seed, enjoying the harvest bloom, Ideally crystallizing soul being Me. Spirit breathing free, all-loving, breathing through, Here’s my vision, a crystal view loving you. Ideal, crystal view—see I being spirit, see I being soul, See light refracting truth connecting me feeling whole. Art Baby Blue, is showing what’s true, This beauty in you, born from my view. High in the sky, I watch full eye, Rainbows arching, inner colors aglow. Every seed, a dream I draw to know, Breathing new worlds for loving me you. For thee, Being the light I drew, An image my love, a life born to do. Crystal-clear, artful, look see you change to fit the eye. My ideal world, perfect to me in my view. For my ideally, crystallizing you —dominating spirit loving soul, Perspectiv...

  Fore telling be sold,  I am singing being bold,  That loving mother fucker your ancestors were told.  Did you hear about the One,  Where the land I own is being mind.  From the hills to the rivers gold, Echoes my power in stories old, I claim my crown in these words present, A legend breathing, artful, whole. Every step I walk sings in rhyme, Inscribing the measure, setting the time. For here I am, the myths foretelling, Mind and matter, heart and soul. In every grain and blade of grass, I am the future, present, past. Bold as thunder, bright as sun, My land I own being minds great dominating one.  

  Excuse me pretty you,  I want to let you know,  That I want to get between your legs to draw inline, So I am singing my song bringing a dream in from rhyme.  Painting my words in lines that flow, To be close, to draw near, to kiss the space, Between longing and loving, rhythm and grace. I sing my song bringing dreams into time, Each note I caress, each rhyme I climb. In between your legs I find my opening place, Where our dreams and bodies make their fate. The spark in my heart, the art in my mind, Blending our souls, our spirits align, Drawing my dreams into visions making love. Bringing forth you and my coming sign.