And like my friend called Kruttschnitt,
But your love is in the North Parade.
Where are the bees and the butterflies to sing for us?
For in the garden of love we will rest for a while;
But your love is still in the North Parade.
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Resuscitate your oscillated love towards me,
And i am heavily encrusted with the heroic myth on this muse.The early bird catches up the early train,And like Jerry’s last flight with the contemporary arts;For my love is stronger than the environmental tides.Copperfield,My love doesn’t sail slowly like you thought;But it can also put the winds back unto your love,Because you are now…
This is the place of love and,
But like the golden pipe with the golden oil,I do have the mind of minds on this poem.You don’t even have to dig deeper for love,Because history has much to say about us;And written as it were to the threshing floor,And it is also like the prophecy of the unborn child.I am in the wings…
Steady wine and love,
For what you need is right here,And i am Daseca with a simple text message on your love.
It comes out this way,
And like the never ending story in your town,But the fountain of the living water is now closer to you.Instructing,Just a little drop;Simple,Manifested to the world!But it comes out that way,So be very patience to wait for it.
People have read and learnt less about this world,
Because, not all that glitters is gold.Romaxiatu, Great Yahweh will bring me home to you;But i want to succeed like the pearls of Egypt.Do you know that lies have destroyed the brotherhood?And, do you know that lies have destroyed the sisterhood too?So do learn how to speak the truth always in this life.
I am Kraas and i am living closer to the grass,
And i need a glass of water to quench my thirst,For the brass helmet is here at last.