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Created on: October 21, 2008 Last Updated: February 20, 2011
Awake,
In silent hours of my moonlit tear
Lifetimes I summon only you my dear
Our spirits mingle into the power of stars
As we invigorate healing each other's scars
Of sweet oleander breeze, to me you appear
To blanket my heart in your warriors gear
Thoughts of you on my mind swaying
Fully in dreamland yet awake laying
Nostalgia overwhelms me to fly home
Closing my eyes letting go of this realm
Though I know my living is far from done
Awaking many more, my mission just begun
One more kiss on west cheek my love I seal
Sensing beyond dimensions is a higher deal
Living and feeling even with worlds apart
Perhaps it was soon awaking your heart
We fused for lifetimes of red moons
My love for infinity inside yours blooms
Time of sorrowful needs in midnight haze
Faith is your essence empowering its blaze
United we shine bright within comets flight
Merge into me, swim in my euphoric light
Do not fear my heat I freely yours take
Extend your hand, as you are awake
Awake to awake more again my beloved
I have just begun unveiling gifts bestowed
Your destined journey reveals powerful task
Hear calls of your angel to drink from her flask
Oh how I adore you beyond this human ability
Conveyed to you entirely my hidden ability
Treasure it within you my dear sweet soul
Beautifully we created this serenity pole
Be alive and inhale the valley scents
From afar does my conformity extends
Should you ever fear this my crazy dance
Gaze westbound into redness sunset glance
Awake in the dawn bathing in morning dew
I believe it was fashioned merely for you
Your love for mankind it lives so free
Always awakening your love in me
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In silent hours of my moonlit tear
Lifetimes I summon only you my dear
Our spirits mingle into the power of stars
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by a streaking star and the glow of its beam
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