Written by Gino Bey

Through astral mysteries she sings with no pity
Angelic harmony from my speck of reality
Past neurons of cosmic electricity Her presence prevails
To no avail my willful manifestation fails
Imagery an aspect that can never be stolen
Eyes swollen releasing Her melodic river
From this love forms a blissful shiver
Winter icicles lining eyelashes, The night is cold
She's breaking the laborious mold, Roaring so bold
Like curves in the windswept sand she drifts
Reminding me of sanity, Catching my slips on narrow cliffs
Never in eternity a song so sweet, Rushing through my veins
Graciously in Her care, Patiently healing each of my lingering pains.....

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