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my gift i am sitting in my room starting the journey inside my head \ to think about forever, even the times long after i am dead, i wonder if i will ever figure out my life, my eye catches the waving hands of the clock, tic toc tic toc, time keeps spinning i heard that space and time is one in the same, i whisper out loud i tell them both that i miss her and they ask, what do her lips taste like and what is her name, i tell them through the tears they ask how long have you known her soul, that's when I knew what I know, i loved thee from the beginning not just this life but time, \those were the days when i walked with God I told him i needed a true love, he asked if i loved myself, i said if course, it was then he lit the fires of passion created a perfect love for me that would be forever lasting, he tells me here she is you should know, since you loved yourself first i created her from you, you and her share one soul, the same song and frequency you will never know a love greater than she , except for me, i said oh thank you god thank you lord he said now go life, and your life's goal is to, find your , make love to her in a perfect harmonizing you will love her over and over again time & you realize the truth you realize this too, because you loved me i created her just for you. Your smile is radiant through the darkest hour, the lips lie in wait and my heart though beaten and abused has yet to go sour, time and dates heaven sent me it seems, infatuated with the other side of possibility, could it be possible for me? I reach to you and your beautiful eyes starlit and glow in the dark with ever so slightly better than the any before so far so good, I am balancing my soul and trying to be a genuine gentleman as much as one should, I fantasize about the taste of your kiss and the softness of our first kiss, it perpetually sends into euphoria and a awesome essence of heavenly bliss, the chance encounter is what one in 7.6 billion but yet here we are and it is my understanding and heart your beautiful is stealing, if I were a gambling man and sitting the table of wages and chance I would go all in and wish on a falling star and happenstance of happiness. i am a writer heart and suffer from lack of a muse, i need her, my mind and body she says you can use, lying beside in a paralyzed still, i drink her in, do possibility to get my empty to fill, lying naked in a field ,uninhibited, daisy's in the recess of my nostril, the taste of her lips, i surrender all control and will, drive many ways mad, and all developments of new and exciting crazies, i breath close to her skin, and the goosebumps draw up, and i take a deep breath to draw her in, the smell of her love my nose still , her shaking contortions, and memorizing curvature has my body as the instrument of sin and sinning thoughts, again, and silently still, race heart, as my morals are compromising what i thought was an absolution to compromise, , heart skipping beats, mentally realize my truth before her i embody the higher self and materialize. her and me manifest our own heaven and spiritual pureness, my bad thoughts, her seductive secrets,<b> worthy </font></b>of chance, complete , and my worth or worthlessness, make priceless, more than anything could of bought, its all mine she says no other can or has ever had this, i am happily lost and lost in the ambiance her touch is healing and so many shades of restorative, she crawls down the sheets and its like captain please aboard this, explore my truth with your shallow emptiest of thought and power to resist, i die every other moment as my heart stops again from her kiss, and i am lost in the wonder thinking what the fuck is this, Charlie Harvey |
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