Truth can be as one.

Vincent Forberger

 

Why do you pull my heart strings like a Harp being played by Terpsichore of the Court of Olympus her angelic mysteries enchants the wonder of time. I feel the direction from its beauty it's like maddening joy rolling over me like a warm sensibility grasping my senses and feelings. Your essence reaches out to me and I feel a wondrous expression from the divine connection and we dance with the beauty reflected to each other. I feel the utmost scurrility unknown to the gods watching the 8 of the muses play on the essence of all intertwined and connected. My teacher, be my hype, be my wife wait awhile it's truth besieged with a glow touching the energy like a billion points of light connecting deeper. They a touch deeper a warmth crossing a million year old divide our nature combines to a secrete connection that was only known why I went out side letting my senses fly to be by your side a trillion feeling a once deeply divine That warmth a gentile smiles bouncing across the stars like the galaxies tides. I want to feel your deepest of life to know what you feel inside.  Joining together being devine. I want us to loose sight, I want us to connect and the essence of love that's all about life. I want to know every level of your life to be consciousness and know the things we share without even talking. Without the need for sight just knowing and sharing all of life to which we grow and make our dreams happen together with happiness and bring each other closer all of the time. I have seen the path wrinkles of enormous distances the of vast constellations. Art from deep within a passionate eyes see billions of years past but I have never see the softness and blossom of a jewel that she keeps hidden. I see a glimpses of her amazing heart inside beyond her shield and sword. I felt a connection she would rather keep hidden or be compromised. It’s the difficulty to show and prove the deepness of a soul that brings about the essence of the truth to believe in the wonder that stands before her the natural sights of the falls of Niagara. The truth  that becomes love into two sharing of a sight of amazement loving the moments together.

 

  • Author: Vincent Forberger (Offline Offline)
  • Published: December 17th, 2022 01:52
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