Love - In Points of Repetitions
Aaaah haa my love my love
How beautiful this love love
Love my love because when a
Child is conceived in love and
Grows with love the child grows
Continually reproducing as he
Goes. And falls in love and
With love another child is
Conceived and grows with love
And gives birth with love. And
That child grows to love
Another and the cycle continues.
The Repetitions is apparent.
Right there it stares. It is
Comprehensible. See the creed?
A tree a tree a tree. First one
Then more. Here and here and
Here then there and there a
Forest a tree a tree. The
Repetition is Immeasurable.
Repetition of breath confess be
Blessed address the rest the
Best of flesh no less.
Birth first the death the worst
And birth again again again.
Birth reproduction copious
Conceptions love love love
A tree a tree. Repetition is not
A curse instead a blessing. The
Earth the rounding sphere. The
Perfect here here here there
Hear the Repetition? The point
is reproduction
The proof of reuse. The truth
The truth. It is true. The point
Of Repetition embodied in time
Dawn to dusk til dawn til dawn
Til dusk til dawn til dawn. Go
On witness the Repetition with
Your sight. Witness the light
It harbors the knowledge of
Life. Makes a sober man
Intoxicated. Life intoxicating
Fascinating love love love. The
Artful point of Repetition. Key
In ignition start the tranquil
Repetitious
Position rendition of love love
Love. The planets and moons
the stars by far the seasons their
Reasons. Renewed reviewed.
Repetition is further then farthest.
It resembles reflective ripples
Ripples ripples rippling.
It is... is NEVER ENDING.
NEVER ENDING! ENDLESSLY.
NEVERENDING!! Aaaah haa!
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