So soft
Digest
Aware
I am
I am me
seeing me
loving me
hurting me
healing me
birthing me over and over again
One hundred Lonely Years
Oh
Oh benevolent
beloved be as you are
and I’ll make love with you
sing praises between you
Hmmm the way that we blend
and a scent so sweet
Knowing
She was
She was a mirror
An alignment
An embodiment
A step ahead
And I believed I loved her
DAYDREAMER
Aflame
