Bare witness to these arms.
The powers at bay
Don’t forget cupid me Trinidad.
When a real man meets a real woman; worth.
You are my country hermano, hija, hermosa. You know what it is to be all natural azuca Cuba
Provicho Nicaragua
Bendición Puerto Rico
Gracias Mexico
It’s kinda Chile ¿no? Just living on the limit. La Negrita Tiene Tumbao! Haitian nation neighboring unity on joints. Flip it lke dat, just like this Jamaica
Blessed by the island. Fisherman and sea. Everything Now! Bloody Hell Europe.
Iguanas and home where the aboriginal indigenous Rome.
Muito bon dia Brazil
Majaliewa Africa
Jades of Asia

Heart hath sight
Pure delight Loyalty, Prayer, Mindful

Accept each other unconditional love. To love by letting love; loving one another more.

I am yours.

It does not matter what you are; but who you become. Everything more to the soft blues and pinks of Isabel her love and beauty.

Purifications to which asay the very vulnerabilities of all sacrifices. From the salty rain from my eyes to the sky on my skin. From the shores of the Caribbean; Devotion.

Golden brown skin shimmer caress. Venus hair thick soft curls baby breath, carnation marigold, orchid, gardenia, and hibiscus.

A place of complete trust for eternity for unity with divine honor, spirit, eachother.

May divine light rooted roots in to and on to all country.


Sincere Sacred

The People Our Kingdom

The thrown whether you moan or roar, on sweet key. From the lowest floor, as why we are the x and the z’s. When it came to the birds and the bees. Oh when it came to fees it was at the front and back door under that convenience store. So please; those keys never had the right note. Anew quote to a botha. Proto-type, pound key. Associate degree, of an epidemic tree. Systemic call, call  the para-someone. Rhetoric stripe, soil pipe, play’n a melody of an addiction to an old key. When that doesn’t work, how about that string, can you hear it sing. High upswing, to lower left wing. Linguistic king, in the battle ring. Cleverly aligned em’ Ballistic if you fathom. That’s right, it took brass. The opportunity of relativistic mass. Like the trombone unbeknown wishbone. Pierce of a saxophone. As loud as that trumpet, or as good as the crumpet. From the french horn that you adorn. Affluent flute to reboot, or possibly recruit. Here comes the piccolo and oboe, Then to the clarinet solo bassoon past the half moon. On to the percussion attune. Hear is where the ensemble cymbal… Thimble and wimbol, the symbol. Could be as nimble, as simple, as a bell or chime. Snare affair, or truth, or dare. Tambourine and whistles,   sonata epiphany sweet symphony.


I am There for you & here for Eachother

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