Humbly Suave

Humbly Suave
January 12, 2004

My dream robs me of the opportunity to truly be your queen. Its my prerogative to substantiate my position with you. I know you've been sung lullabies. Thats the way I feel when your voice cradles me at night. I'm pretty egotistical, but I'm tired of being logical. I want to escape understanding and swim in your melody like the open blue. I want to float into your heaven, lay down in your cushioned soul, and experience you. The challenge of a new experience that escapes intuition is my reason to be so daring in your all. I want to sleep to the sounds of waterfalls and be the mockingbird that sings you into peace. (The chance of stepping inside of our subconscious is the desire many year for to fortify the aspiration of love like the perfection of truth). You and me are beyond the meant to be, in fact we are the supposed to be, so come and step to me, and be the glory.

Deniele- "my inquisitive possession that comes in the size of my heart and mind is what keeps my butterflies in my garden"