It came from the god's
love, let the angel
flows near the white
horseman clouds indeed
and within, the wind has
been spoken for
in peace and harmony, the
spirit follows the
mystery path of wonders,
the freelance was
forgiven and forgotten,
but the magical
moment will be alive and
well, when the one
or two or three were
legend of cupids, all
the young gorgeous couples
were in the old
garden of joyous love and
comfort, let the
words of romance poetry to
feel something
in your little minds and
big inglorious heart
to the songbird of
waterfalls, very splashy
and flashy all together in
rhythm and
melody to swept their own
kind feet to weep
with or to or what to
begin and the end
Written by
Michael James Brindley
7-2-16
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