One Who Dance Under The Stars Of Respect. Poem by Raymond Sawyer

Oh what a lovely even for a dance under the stars but for every min that one dance under the star for one will feel the touch of respect by the stars with respect thus the more one wish for the touch of respect the more one will dance under the stars of respect but just to see a star that twinkle in the sky but for who's eyes will twinkle with the touch of respect and yet one who dance under the stars of respect.



For every dance for one will feel the touch of the light of life and yet every touch of the light of life will touch a rose with respect for it's the light of respect that one will feel the touch of the moon but for every rose is the rose of the angel of respect but for who's heart will be touch with respect and yet one who dance under the stars of respect.



When a heart wish for the touch of respect thus some where the angel that fill the air with respect is touching heart with respect but just to be touch with respect is like being touch by a child for who is the angel of respect every star is the angel of respect but when one see a bird for the bird will touch the sky with respect for where there a heart for one will feel the touch of a rose and yet one who dance under the stars of respect.



Just to look to the sky is like looking in the eyes of the angel of respect for who's eyes will sparkle in the night but when one see the eyes of the angel thus every star is the family of the angel of respect thus for every dance under the stars is the dance with the angel of respect for who's heart is fill with respect for once heart and yet one who dance under the stars of respect.