She Wants to Multiply

IMG_0039When we imagine sleeping with the one we admire,
Can they feel the warmth of our fire?
More importantly, would I ever tire of that desire?
Seems some imagination is transcending
Into a blissful blending
Of colors, shapes, and taste
This vanity is not all waste
This love is an interconnected menagerie
And I don’t even have to wear lingerie
Because hidden OR clothed
Doesn’t change its hold
Even as we let it go, it still lingers on
Because it’s in all of our songs
Singing us lullabies as we sleep
Therefore, love is something deep we keep
How much does He love me?
It’s multiplied over and over…’Two times, Baby!’ as Jim Morrison would say
Even death couldn’t quench that fire
It’s always LIVING as a bird on a wire
Yes, I write of an ideal utopia
Yet, it’s a bird that flies to copy ya
And why should I want to change the original?
When deep down inside, I’m aboriginal
And sometimes in this civilization,
There’s much too much marginalization
Now, God made me a wordsmith to bring us together
And I don’t really care much about the weather
All I want is for my loving endeavor
To bear fruit whenever and wherever

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About bognetta

Love has been so much more powerful than other people's control. I think it's all love, but sometimes it doesn't feel like love. That is because so many people are defensive, protective, and do not care to trust in that four letter word...love!
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