Travel path seen gavel pound seems like important stuff.. eating loving drink flowers fine
AS OUR WORLD PRESENTS FATE.. AS I PRESENT LOVE.. A BUCKET LIKE THIS.. JUST FEELS TRUE TO ME.. A GOOD PLACE FOR TRUST..
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dew.. inside true unravels no room for a bluff.. dream from heart in words..
Passed just to you..
rooms marked in passion have no floors.. lies come they demand control respect.. impertinent they offer tricked out doors.. any move my truth is to protect..
lies of any size nothing there brother.. sister mine my wife and I agree.. not even decent camouflage another.. lie to suck life from reality..
Move along path to love in honor.. untrusted by liars I seek trust.. must I trust monied bought or buyers..
think so from the earth to speck of dust..
Said ‘I trust no one speaking’.. said with feeling to all waiting ears.. told lies conspired before peaking..
sold for gold guilt salted well with tears..
Peace for each heart beating.. know it in my own.. felt trust offered in each thought and word.. warm feeling when a lamb is bleating.. sound cannot be bought.. only heard..
Risking life limb and health.. perhaps just a dime.. better trust when eyes are met to feel.. shuck jive in lights dim manipulate the time.. trust to love..
laugh in surprise when love is really real..
World is full of wonder.. sense beauty in lust.. mirror shows half what other has seen.. Arctic to ‘down under’.. bucket filled with rust.. trust in love felt.. know just what you mean..
My path is hard for my self critique.. I must look.. be true.. facing duplicit mouths and excused horrors in our world.. accepted by most tells me I must trust to show faith.. remain sane.. set example.. learn.. Peace T.
©AC.28.4.12.arr././
