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
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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