Love Class 101
It's not like Sociology 101
It's like let's learn about "The One"
As I meander down the hall I stop and stare
Man, he's looking fine, just like a black mare
Oh, concentrate now, where is this class?
Why am I here, to me love has been such an albatross
Don't mean to be crass as I think about the subject
But I want that true love, i wonder, as I project
Why a classroom when I've learned from hard knocks?
Oh, there the stallion runs as the clock tic tocks
Im there! I say to myself, and who the professor?
Teach ourselves to love our hearts no lesser
As our hearts roam free in the classroom of LOVE
My heartaches grow dimmer; we came from GOD above
Love fills the room as our intellects ponder
No, grasses are never green over yonder
When you're loving... simply love
Psychic now, as I see white balloons and doves
Hallucination now or infatuation
Creation or divine situation
We exit now
We take a bow!
To fear loves reality
is to fear one's higher duality!
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