Oh
yes,
in the
dark of night~
just like the fireflies
flashing against a sky of black
with final elusive sparks that celebrate life's end ~
will illuminate my soul and still my heart, as death's adventure lifts me to the stars.
Fireflies glow, then they rise to die and procreate. My soul is reborn to meet new life
at Heaven's Gate- and waiting there- my eternal fate.
“I think scars are like battle wounds-beautiful in a way. They show what you’ve been through and how strong you are for coming out of it.”
Demi Lovato
Love has a broad reach
It’s truly magical and deep
With power to bring about peace
It boldens the shy and meek
A broad reach it can create
With warm touch procreate
And continue in a face
Blended like a copy a babe
A broad reach it is divine
Love gives sight to blind
It’s not selfish and it’s kind
True love stands test of time
Love each other and self as well
Create heaven on earth avoid hell
Stressing Guessing and fussing
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She is evasive due to several factors.
I think she is cheating
or having an emotional link
with someone on the same level as
her husband. He wants to procreate
it's not the right time for her
due to her career goals.
The communication barrier maybe
faux, due to she has brothers and has
been married before.
She loves him there love is
strong and enduring. They are musician
also. They use alot of different terms
to get the song and sound right.
I love it when they take time to
find the tempo, the style
and language and culture of something.
Without blame they express there
feeling and they fact minded. But
Her complete loyalty to her husband
is in doubt,
she's 88/100 he's 98/100
she needs to tally up and catch up
she they can be normally happy and stay married
!
I've no memory of my beginning,
A tiny seed, a lowly abandoned weed
Taken for a ride on Mariah's breath
Safe harbor found on a wall,
I barely squeezed between the bricks
and rested there for a while
In the silence of loneliness, I dwelled
No others like me did I see
as I buried myself inside a crevice
Leaves like arms in shades of green
I budded like a wildflower
Despite the odds I survived
I'll be doomed to a lonely life
without a flowery mate...
a lonely weed, never to procreate
A memory ~ I recall being a wispy seed,
with fuzzy siblings at my side
When our white-haired mother withered,
she sent us off without a goodbye
to live or die on our own.
Haven't you heard?
Actions speak louder than words.
So introduce ideas that procreate
change,
then put those ideas into action
which will in turn give birth
to new opportunities.
Make positive choices to create
positive results.
In other words,
don't talk about it be about it.
Haven't you heard?
Actions speak louder than words.
Why not dream with positive self esteem
See what vision and optimism can bring
Why not be the wind beneath white wing
Be the reason this season blue bird sings
Why not be a romantic thoughtful soul
Be the candlelight despite nights cold
Why not be the blind ones ebony eyes
Speak of colors shapes sun and moonlight
Why not be part of the solution despite
Problems in the world be the good fight
Why not live your life as you see fuchsia fit
Procreate or not yet still innocent as a kid
Why not be a rainbow in a grey cloudy sky
Embracing your own beauty as not denied
Why not talk to creator and question as well
He made you a unique flavor, sit, talk, tell
Why not read my thoughts as scattered as they be
Why not open up your heart share your thoughts with me
I sweet seeds
Might they sprout
To harvest
Oh mercy me
To sprout and grow
Then of me
Who am submissive
Sayeth and speakest
Love
For a World to know
A jeweler sculps
In his creation
A piece adorned
To celebrate
Gownest me
You in tuxedo
To tell the world
We celebrate
Oh love defined
That none should
Wain or wonder
Ceromonious
As we
Bride and groom
Stake my claim
Love is the spell
We are under
To make it clear
For those who
Presume
Love be redefined
Oh ..mercy me
To procreate
Bride and groom
In love together
No I'll faded thoughts
For devilish persummes
Oh love defined
Might this troubled world to
See
In blissfulness
You and me
Wicked who oppose
Shall be redeemed
To speak us as one
Ah love redeemed
Sought the frails
Must They trouble
To find
I have a love
So sweet and kind
Oh mercy we
Might We to bare
Us redeemed
A concuss bare
Sweet the love
We pledge to share
To consimate
A humbled care
To procreate
And truffle not
We as one
And those begotten
they may not laugh
If they take my hand
We as one
Before a world to stand
Lovers cow
To be as one
Our new days
Have just begun
Whereas we
In joyful bliss
To stand as one
The pride in bliss
Happy we
As love unfolds
To stake our claims
And defined our goals
A banner of
Christ we bare
In joyful love
The mentions share
To be as one
To welcome in
Biides and grooms
Toast our new kin
Ye barron lands
I take a glance
Might the whispers
Accompany me
Winters may come
I stand
I fall
My troubled soul
What untangles me
Some may wish
Some may pray
In this world
What do the troubled say
Look to thee
Might the nought undermined
Sweet the gesture
Which appeared warm
and kind
Look to the rainbow
If thyn believes
To morn the fallen
To let folk grieve
People long
From generation to generation
Suffer not
In such a
Complications
Jesus, Jesus
Might my troubled
Soul wonder
The river of Jordan
The troubles I'm under
Jesus, Jesus
Restorest me
All that are submissive
Are lovers to me
Complicated
By those who gesture
Might the bliss of
Coupling
Be thyn measure
Before he neath
To ask one to
Marry
The troubles
Of entanglement
The scorns
I carry burdens of faithfulness
Ought not not
Empead us to marry
Jesus, my Jesus
The threasthold
He carries
Procreate the doom of
Those of those
Against us
Jesus, Jesus
Might my wants of
Marriage have me
Jesus, my Jesus
Can I prosper
In praydom
Speak you as Saviour
Might my just rights come
Jesus:Jesus
My troubled soul
My selfish wantings
Oh Lord take
Controll
To all the male members
of the praying mantis species
a word to the wise you guys
now pay attention to my theses
whether for fun you recreate
or to mate and procreate
it's something I really would not advocate
hold on tight to your pants
love at first sight is not romance
I don't care if you look
but never dare go so far
as to unhook her bra
and whatever you do don't lose your head
as before postcoital dysphoria sets in
the female will kill you dead
she'll make a meal of you
tear you limb from limb
and if you don't believe me
when last did you see our randy brother Jim?
Women don't get
enough credit
for all the
contributions they make
and have made
to societies
and civilizations
They are the
backbone of everything,
produce life and
procreate with abundance
Nurture and care
for all others.
Are unselfish, forgiving,
understanding and
beacons of light
They are educated
and highly enlightened
A pleasure to be around.
God Bless Them!
Research into the prospective matter
Could conclude the beginnings preclusive
end.
She then saw her wants and desires as need
The dophious status of who she sought
made me know that the complications was due
to her lack of reality.
She was bruised from the foolishness of ignorance
and refined in the need of belonging.
His dumbness proved that the historonics of coupling
had an inclusive touch .
Call the mean nun a worthless woman
Might she understand
Her current position
Smile the mean women of Dophious
Shall find him to be villain
The sisters of ignorance of ranxe have been parent
to recreate the horror in life
One has missed
It ain't safe that in ones repression
he or she is remised
the. Clauses and sciences
The formulas to be remenised
The dates and pistachios are
the inspirations of climatic
Episodes
Detailing the need of men
To procreate
Chiffonade
Basso Continuo Bolero.
The term "procreate"
refers to the act of reproducing,
meaning to have children or
offspring. If you are middle-aged
and wish to procreate, it means
you desire to have children later in life,
which may present some unique
challenges and considerations.
While it's possible to have children
later in life, fertility can naturally
decline, particularly in women,
as they get older.
Here's a more detailed look:
a hoax that owes their existence,
as well as their l
striking blue color
The human intellect itself has
evolved to contribute
to reproductive success.
Countertenor and.Fagotto.
Above-Board;Atwixt
conflicts sorted through
gettin ready for a Baby making
Getting the night ready for you!
What is a mother? Is it birth?
In a way, for that is the Earth,
the need to seed, to procreate
that is, our natures obligate.
Is that a mother’s duties done;
that’s all. I’m through. I have a son.
It was and is, and was again,
ignorant to the silent pain;
never knew quite how to mother;
left it to a father’s other;
appearing now and then through years,
a hand held out, an eye of tears.
You gave him life; he buried you
It’s what a son and mother do;
and all that lay between those two
are things you missed and never knew.
A sea of fireflies dance and glow
beneath bright stars above the trees;
and so they sparkle as they flow
with purpose in their new birth breeze.
Our souls, like fireflies dance and glow
neath Angel wings above the trees;
and so they sparkle as they flow
with purpose in our new birth breeze.
A sea of fireflies, as our souls
await their special times of fate-
to dance lit up with destined goals;
with purpose in new life- they wait.
The fireflies glow to procreate;
our souls- reborn at Heaven's Gate.
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