Believing myself that the heart thinks,
Believing myself that the heart wills,
at the same time understanding
that the heart has a conscience and emotions,
Wanting to travel heavenly streams
of red passion my beat to yours
Skipping and wanting to be captured,
by the soul of immediate mature rapture
I'll never know what you think
but I know how you feel and smell
you’ve penetrated my pours
with the fog of absolute sensations
Standing at attention
Waiting for the evolution or the beginning
of one solution which equates
to our loves contributions
even your hands know me
because they helped the
arch of my back to conform to your rhythm
Rhythm the magic of the reason
I am breathing for you, your life,
your acceptance and care giving
my muscles envelope your flesh
I care for you so much
it feels like my bones are melting to you
and it hurts however the pain
makes me feel like I’m alive
Inhaling and exhaling the securities
of my belonging here for your righteous longing
Stimulating and arousing you
like a birds first calling
I became free, free indeed
when I soared to the prize
you knew me by my true name
and called it over and over again
where after we met we just cried
while revealing our true
Conscience and Emotions
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