Time upon a once
In a very stranded place
A strange sound came 2 me
It sounded very high-pitched
It stayed 4ever in my heart
While I smelled the exotic fragrance
A song rose up from my mouth.
The words came by themselves
Spreading Love endlessly
With some nonchalance and cavalry.
My Purple host guided me
In his own **** way
2 his Purple Princedom.
Being a ****** 2 Faith and Prayers
Christianity itself excused my sudden integrity.
Back in the day, I can see clearly now
Why Purple is my favorite color.
I apologize 4 loving you so much.
4 acting like a real shrinking violet on our very first date.
Counting the days until our next close encounter.
When will you offer me Rainbow flowers?
I’m trying to mix Heaven and Hell...
But can’t quite make up my mind
Between Adam and Eve.
Maybe we should be having dinner back at Eden’s
Would you eat my apple first, baby?
Or is it strictly forbidden?

(copyright) All rights reserved Written by Julie -July Billong (Bezons- France)

It's the morning after that Crucial date
My 1st thought is U!
Eye am falling in Love all over again
Contemplation is such a Beautiful Word.
U still are the Most Beautiful One in the World.
Eye' m wondering what u are working on?
Eye wanna hear U, woo me again & Turn me on!
Eye know it will still Work Like Magic!
Confident to the Upmost, Arrow-gant to the Lowest!
Knock & the Holy gate to the Infinite Space will open, talk that talk like U used 2!
Eye hear the murmur of the Gold Angels.
This is A.U.TO.matic Writing, This is U, 4 U are A.U.TO magnetic 2 !
Eye' m just letting the Purple Ink Flow, willing 2 do the Work, Listening 2 U from afar.
U are still so close, Eye can feel Your Vibrant Aura.
Captain, Please, Oh Please! Don't Push nor Rush Me!
4 Eye' m really trying 2 do my best.
Gran-Di-Lo-Quent and Firm, Eye cannot wait until the next Velvet Rope Burns!
Is it U catapulting me back into Ur inner womb?
Eye' m not Come-Fort-Able here, Take me back 2 Ur White Mansion.
Because despite of all the things that have already been Said & Done, Eye' m still capable of Flying on my own.
Are U there Yet, is it Dawn?
Where is all this Ruck-Us coming from? Where is the After-World?
Can't U just scream my name.
Publishing won't work & Critic won't Rise.
Until then my Love, see U in the Aftermath.

All Rights Reserved/ Copyright Julie- July Billong (Bezons- France)