Looking thru a blurry picture of your Self.
I pick up the book of time about us on the shelf.
A prophet seldom makes to take a wife.
But you smile so sweetly---your eyes changed my life.
I think of you like a garden of roses in my soul.
No matter your look your spirit is off the chains control.
An unchained melody plays in my third eyes mind.
Your love, our love, my love is an eternal soul I find.
As soulmates in Eternity our 2 loves true makes up 1.
I travel time in my mind across the face of the Sun.
Free as a bird you always were and always are.
You are my love, life, and my truest shining star.
---Finis
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