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May 2016
Love, life
I am and always will be in love with life herself
Right under the sun and moon I make love to her                                                              ­                             Looking at the Milky Way in the eyes of brothers and sister                                                           ­                                 who go by and by all around the cardinal point                                                            ­                               with head and hands up and down left and right            
                                               ­                                                                 ­                                                 just to pay homage to the god mouth                                                            ­                                                            and gods of the stomach
Monuments like this gnashing and showcasing of teeth                                                            ­                                                                 ­                        sabotages the stage due to the help of pain and joy                                                              ­                                                                 ­                                                       happiness and sadness entertaining no one but themselves                                                       ­                              being innovative some of my kind laugh                                                            ­                                                  when pain comes on stage                                                            ­                                                                 ­           and some cry when joy step to stage
But all of these can only make it to the finish line                                                             ­                                 when love shows her dancing skills                                                           ­                                                               wi­th life being her tango partner in his own skills
When love take her first dance step                                                             ­                                                                 ­  the small rise and when she take the other                                                            ­                                                        the mighty fall and small smaller and mighty mightier;                                                        ­                            how aesthetical, you know not the turn she takes next                                                             ­                                                                 ­                 up down in respect to gravity                                                          ­                                                                 ­                                                                 ­                                                                 ­                                                                 ­      When love take her first dance step
Peter Praise
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