Infinite Love

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    Infinite Love

    As I look into your eyesight, I see the twilight overshadowing the strength of the skylight, being subdued by the meditational melodies of the sound byte. Just the thought of our plight, makes me love you even more, I will always adore mi amore. As our love began to soar pass the quasar of the adjacent galaxy, I move pass reality and live in love's infinity. Definitive, no doubt, I'm caught in a prison where I have blinded myself from the way out. You are my love, but we intertwine more in the spirit, free from evil, no need for deliverance. The closer we get, the stronger we become. Our love will last forever through the space and time continuum.
    Touching the lives of many, being an example of endless love and desire, my heart is on fire. Just to think this way touches my inner soul. Letting me know that my role as a man soul is to instill love in the hearts of the masses. You don't have to say "I Love You"' because your heart speaks to me the way your eyes do. Will I be considered obsessed, because I'm more than blessed, because I'm addicted to the way our love manifests, or do I over do it when I call you "Your Highness." If your father were to ask me, "What are my intentions with his daughter?" I would reply, " I'll protect her from slaughter, go before the Most High and build an alter. Make a vow to never falter away from the teachings and to practice what I'm preaching. Be an upstanding father for his grandchildren, pay attention to the Spirit, listen to my gut feeling. I Love You Your Highness, you know how I mean, as our 'LOVE' travels through space and time on our powerful slipstream.

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    graceladymn commented on Infinite Love

    02-07-2009

    Nicely formed.

    When power leads man towards arrogance, poetry reminds him of his limitations. When power narrows the area of man's concern, poetry reminds him of the richness and diversity of existence. When power corrupts, poetry cleanses.

    John F. Kennedy (1917-1963) Thirty-fifth President of the USA

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