Unconditional,
Abject submission;
From coast to coast and from bed to bed!
And like the gold of Sheba,
But also like the showers which water the earth.
Flourish, flour, fish, his ours, hours, sour, soul, low, is row, howl;
From sea to sea and from bed to bed!
And like a starry frame afar off;
But i will flourish no matter what in the land of your sweet muse.
And like the momentary perception of joy.You loath your friends!Because their stories were full of lies;But like the big hole closer to you,Try and show me their charges before you condemn them.
My life is full of experiences for you to learn from;But the sea of peace is like the works of joy.Out of heaven came the true love which leads to salvation,And in love the Creator made all of us according to His own likeness of colours;But behold! ! The lion of the tribe of Yahdah…
And there we met the other world of darkness!But in loving arms we walked back home peacefully.
But puerile with your networking was like the muse of love,And like the naked bodies that were seen around soaked in the rain!You are the hunter of my love and,I am the honour of your lovely muse!But this last noted Empire around is like,A dreamland for the up coming generation;Because, the rains have now exposed…
Harmony,Your muse is like the sweet songs of love;Security,You are the one that i love;Properity,Words to my ethics to reach out to your muse;And you are now singled out for a purpose.
But your enemies are like the bombs of war! !However, try to take a view on this love;Because i am slated in Sunyani for us to meet!
