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Simplicity of Love

July 29, 2007 - Sunday

How simple is it to love....ah no....ah yes..ha ha ha maybe

How simple is it to express it.....ah yes..ah no...ha ha ha maybe

My eyes tell you, my words move you, ah the simplicity of love when you know it, feel it and damn it, exist in it

How simple is it to live in it ....ah maybe....ah no...ha ha ha yes

hearts beating, hearts beating, hearts beating....in time....in motion....eyes fixed and bodies in harmony....are we one? My soul connects so deeply and yet I am me and you are you, and we are we...

How simple is it to realize that you've found the one, thinks like you, vibes with you, supports all that you are and all that you desire to be....ah no.....ah yes......ha ha ha maybe

Love me, love me love me....ah yes....ah...yes.....no more no....no more maybe. there you be. there you.....be....there.....you be. Come to me.

How simple is it to realize that my eyes no longer need to wander? How simple is it to realize that I need not take anymore offers?

No thank you....the Universe has answered the call.....karma has responded to my positivity....the harvest has come....you are here.....the blessing.

ha ha ha......

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