There is no more beautiful view
than looking through the window of ones heart,
from the depth of our searching soul
to find that person we are created to be.
That would be the total essence of life.
To no longer search for reason or answers.
It would be like writing a song being who we are,
to smile and know how to be ourselves.
Then I would write another song, and baby, it would be just for you.
Two beautiful souls who can only see beauty in the other;
would be able to see that beauty is life's window in the heart
and I would gladly give my window to you, special delivery.
Dancers of loving dreams made in our slumber of longing.
Where vacuities are filled in hearts most beautiful renditions.
Painted in cerulean blue, crimson velvet reds and tangerine sunset skies;
transcending in spiritual chariots of giving souls fairy tale loves .
To awake in arms of passions filigree swirls
and know that in the sensual temple of human tales,
intentions of life's sculptured hearts, crafted by our maker's hands,
are in heavens sacred bonds, melded to exist as spiritual dreams.
Two people answer one another's longing needs.
Cross windowed hearts into horizons visions of soul
and there is no wonder, how resplendent is the light of their love,
or how it has come to be. It is how it has always been,
for always and forever more.
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