Slow, Love, Slow
Come and share this painting with me
Unveiling of me, the magician that never failed
This deep sigh coiled around my chest
Intoxicated by a major chord
Do I love you or the thought of you?
Slow, love, slow
Only the weak are not lonely
My body is very much of the earth so I like feeling sensual joys
through my skin. I'm very much childlike in my craving for the sensations.
I almost never wear shoes & socks because its awesome to feel different
textures on my sensitive bare soles. The soft rugs...
Whether an Elemental spirit, I still stay Spirit
Spirit is eternal; energy cannot be destroyed only transformed
What am I?
Humans are fallen Angels, spirits incarnate from Heaven
What is Heaven?
The spirit realm; is it far or is it near?
Aye but it's just an illusion to be far...