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Understand Understanding Book One

Fill the Breeze with your laughter your touch mist fragrant kiss for the Soul. To rest in the arms of love is Amorous where this story is told In all seasons April showers bring May flowers also Joy Peace bells reveal a beautiful fragrant breeze of mouth-to-mouth resuscitation kisses in a reserved place.. Wrapped in clouds of White many white eagles' white robe cushions In color basket pure gold! Skyview became our home for a minute before I woke up Out of my dreams of being surrounded by our bed His perfumed body is unique. our imperfections excepted and appreciated with loving kindness our eyes a glow for one another! Remembered every time of the night or the daytime view Every minute every second every hour Everything is a Breeze Everything is a new Kiss of new Expectations. Waves Energy Electro-born Man has already faced what roads challenge his mind to comprehend beyond the limits of outer thinking and longings This leads to the heart's desire wishes and dreams that do come true What is a mate from the Lord? some may ask that question my answer Is an opinion of what one feast feels is! A Woman who is cherished and also valued by man's input that is shared gives restoration to his needs A bone of the bone flesh of the flesh Course balance close is my comment silent anticipation like a happy tree Rejuvenates like the feast of Jubilee the dream wish fulfilled When he first called me his very own My knees fail to keep me sturdy oh my I stood at a place of no return when he said love you and a silent whisper sadly came to my lips my eyes moist with the spirit of dizziness my soul went where no one had ever taken it before far into my mind's eye could span So I wrote on my nightstand table God's gift to Man is Woman my Truth.

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