Illusion;S

Powerful endorphins pump erotic thoughts through my veins. Fresh feeling of excitement, nothing can shadow one's day. Your heart filled with wonder, and dreams with no pain. In an instant, lonely souls of misery start fading away. An emotion so wonderful, so strong, and so true. Can also create an illusion of evil, treachery, and doom. A half-century of journeys, Lord I, have had a few. The blindful illusions of emotions, of "I Love You". What causes the breakdown of god's greatest gift? With hope in my heart I pray that you can decipher the myth. The words I now write come from both illusions and love. For I have flown on the back of both, the crow, and the dove. In the beginning there is nothing we do or nothing we said can be wrong. Which is the prefect recipe for destruction of this lovers psalm. Speak out, what hurts your feelings, but do it not for control. For this is the building fountain of your loving souls. Be gentle and caring, not vindictive or mean. The other side gives the illusion of greener grass it seems. To grow anything solid, you must nurture with care. And this on my oath, I do solemnly swear. Now what I write please take it to heart. Or everything that you build becomes illusion, and will fall apart. Jealously an evil, with such a destructive force. Born from selfish feelings, and hurting, emotions of remorse. For everything has two choices, try to learn from your mistakes. God's gift is not illusion that you bring to love's gate.