- Sep 3, 2011
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they say I live in a perfect world...and I do
the bushes... when you pass them by they tickle you
the moon is sometimes baby blue
and the sun is always shining and never hiding
the air is sweet like fresh rose petals
the water tastes like rain from a brand new cloud
you hear whispers of love
no voice is angry and loud
queen of the land I roam where ever I please
all moves out of my way except the air I breathe
a noble strength before my land
love and respect never given so grand
for I love my land first
with every manifested cell to my core
reciprocity
it will never cease to cherish me more...
and more...
I give birth to all life
I pacify strife
my sacred bosom
gives rise to powerful protectors of my dominion
we are one
rhythm
vibrating
giving and giving to life
one love
our hearts beat together
perfected man woman boy girl
infinitely flourishing
in my
perfect
world