Treasure Island

Deb harman


Free


love will set you free
is where your heart beat
treasures

free

to love like the cool breeze blowing it's wind
dance in the beat of the pulse
in the radiance of its shine

in your home of loving joy
to be free in the treasures of love
in aura of purity

free

aura so elegantly in its will
of triumph
to just be you
in free happiness of love

pleasure of your heartened home
where you might give a little love
for free

free

to a soul that is worth a little loving
in return
that might steal your heart
where you dance and smile for joy
triumph
to the fire that is embedded
deep to the depths of a
gracefully soul

free

to just be you in the love web
in its dance of life aura

Submitted: Monday, April 07, 2014
Edited: Monday, April 07, 2014

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