I Love Being In Gardens Strewn With Petals Revealing Lovers Fantasies, In The Hot Sun, Never Mind The Solar Wind Poem by Cristobal Benjumea

Love is a walk in a garden strewn with petals,

comunion with god

accepting his will

all has thorns

unity not loss and separation, union with the moon.separatio and loss

winning
we want to review our position in andromeda

what comes of chaos, advises the holy

the spiritis revealed and is released on to her, she can take you up not down

down to enigma of her body, the mystery of her navel, with its seductive power and up to her extacy on the altar in the garden the sundial marks the time our love arrives,

in the garden of mystic love

Should i be suspicious of what i want.

i love plucking flowers, surounded by cypress trees

i follow the mirrors reflection

this delirium beautifully ilustrates, the dominium of beautys and the gayety of me

gods will for me

love is good like hot chocolate

being in love there is less histeria

through the layers of darknees to the light, whilst playing the piano.

picking up the glitering bullets destination the city