Pastel sketches of
Love as savior for soul mates
A world of soul mates
Path to pursuit: chanting charades
PAS DE DEUS
POUR TOUJOURS.
Insight of the bounds
Birds of thunder.
It is a moving matter with spring
Streaming to form a waterfall
A form is a learning matter
A language to fall fluent
Waterfall is the presence of waterfall
PAS DE DEUX
POUR TOUJOURS.
Soul mates are not parvenue
But lost paradise found
Then bound won't separate
Love will endure
In fusion.
Routines takes you away but
To return to sublime
Who is taking routines away.
Mirrors always don't show
The true images.
They carry their own truth
And truth is what you are telling
And truth is what I am telling
Our own ways.
It is wave,
The wave springs
Spiraling covetous
Green is dancing in pastel sketches'
PAS DE DEUX
POUR TOUJOURS...
July 1
from green notebook # 60
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