While i ran i thought of it all
what we are and how we do
then my feelings sprang forth
as seeds in seasons
 My nature fertilized the
Air and my tender love/my
heart beat\ is my heartbeat
many centuries ago ~~do stop
, please.  Listen, love is
beautiful but dangerous.
 
    Is where
Poetry
     and Music  
are birth from!
   
    Move your womb!
away.

 come to me pure Soul.

    the lover of ALL

:: 02.13.2023 ::