The art oozing from your heart attracts me so lovingly to play my part in this harmony we call love.
When someone tells you who they are choose wisely because conniving trickery is below and above.
I press my cheek against the window to feel a breeze coming from the meadow I’m feeling good and a little mellow every day I suddenly grow.
Back to back we cannot see the eyes are the answers that we seek like the Phoenix with its beak more power to you if you succeed.
Energy transforms the whole because it is everything so don’t think too much about such and such for the one in between sees it all.