On a day when the wind is perfect
the sail just needs to open and the
world is full of Beauty.
Today is such a day.
My eyes are like the sun that makes promises;
the promise of life
that it always
keeps
each morning.
The living Heart gives to us as does that luminous sphere,
both caress the earth with great tenderness.
There is a breeze that can enter the soul.
This Love I know plays a drum.
Arms move around me;
who can contain their self
before my Beauty?
Peace is wonderful,
but ecstatic dance is more fun, and
less narcissistic;
Gregarious He makes our lips.
On a day when the wind is perfect,
the sail just needs to open,
and the Love starts.
Today is such a day.
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