I.
His Love opens me—
the dawn of my soul.
Precious new beginnings.
His temperance,
a light I gravitate toward always.
My heart burns brightest,
for Him.

II.
Separate,
yet paired,
we love with fervent care.
Growing from a seed,
given to watering,
we rise illuminated,
drinking in the sun
every chance we get.

III.
Interference—
none between us.
An awesome connection,
flowing electric,
gorgeous.

IV.
Lovers take the arrows
marked for destruction
and turn them from the heart.
Storytellers weave the wyrd
of what once was, into wisdom.
I love—
shifting every direction, from fate
to creation made.
The possible blooms,
love in motion.

V.
There is beautiful madness
in being authentic—
in how we each arrive in the world.
Begin:
we are the children of Love and lark,
the daydream people,
living from heart.

VI.
Where I most love,
you’ll discover me.
Come find me—
Love,
keep me true.

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