Walking on clouds Tracing our memories in my heart, Deep ridges, defining our story on its wall, I walk on clouds singing, I am blessed to be living The greatest love of all. Walk with me this earthly life, Stay with me unchanged and free, Holding my hand, You understand, The deepest parts of me. These words can't possibly tell you, What I hold in my heart, I could try it in vain, But I cannot explain, Why we can't be apart. So be a part of me, and walk on my clouds, I'll be a part of you, for all that it means, Always adoring, And always protecting Your freedom, your wants and you dreams.
A kind of fire Embrace me lover with your mind My flesh is burning with desire, Consume me lover with your kind of fire. There is no other thrill like you, No other muse that could inspire This love in me, a mirror to my kind of fire. And if of love was I so sure, I'm nothing but a liar, As I have never felt before this kind of fire. And if some foul will make you sad My love, hold your joy higher, It's all because they wish they had Our kind of fire.
To a remarkable life giver, Happy Mother's Day! Creation to Creation, Speak the truth, Beyond your intuition, And beyond your root. I am not of you, I could not be, We're not even the ones we knew, And still, you are a part of me. Part of the one I should have been, That always was, but never seen, Part of my soul that's sweet and kind, Part of my mind that once was blind. What more can make you part of me, Then life itself? The one you gave me lovingly, When I forgot myself. Creation to Creation, We are of one Universal motion Of all the good we've done.
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