I float on clouds of joy while waving at the sun
chatter with moonbeams 'fore the night is done
and when "they" ask me to explain my heart
I can only tell them "love" is my favorite part.
I tap the rivers of their floating lore even every jut
traps a bit of history to store deep within my gut.
I traverse mountains at their highest standing peek
and as the sun starts to rise at dawn find all I seek.
When the whole world seems off its spiriling axis
and the heavens loom low to touch all to the maxes.
I glide from planet to planet in search of every part
no matter the find on my voyage "Love Is My Favorite Part".
Del Cano 2005 March
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when motioning to this place deep down in my heart. I am a woman ready to do her part. Sitting by the bay as the breeze lift my skirts, moist smells of life tantilize my why. I am reminded of spencer touching me singing his lallaby. A prince of passion I remember his words...smile my darling and feel my caresses .. taking me too another lesson. Ha, Ha.. Loving your words spencer.
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