Treasure Island

cristobal Benjumea

(190865 / jersey)

Women are my saving grace my consolation


IM HIGH ON LOVE EVER SCINCE I WAS A LITTLE BOYPURE FANTASY, OPERA, MY LIFE SCINCE THOSE CLEAR VISIONS OF INFANCY ARE A WALK THROUGH THE GREEN BUSH

IN THE MIDDLE OF THE VALLEY

NEAR A STREAM THAT FLOWS TO PARADISE

I CANT GET ENOUGH OF YOU I RELLAX IN EVERY NOOK AND CRANY ILLUMINATING THE WITH MY BLUE LIGHT.

YOU THE CREATOR TRAVELING THROUGH THE UNIVERSE

WHEN WE MAKE LOVE A MILLION WHITE DOVES ARE RELEASED AND WING THEIR WAY TO A NEW KINGDOM

THE MOVINGG CLOUDS MEAN CHANGE

THINGS WILL BE DIFERENT WHEN WE CEASE TO SE THE FOUNTAIN

WE DANCEE DOUBT HIDES THE AABSOLUTE WHICHREVEALS ITSEF I NTHE GREEN FIELD FULL OF GREEN AND ROSE PETALS RELEASED FROM THE GODES

WHEN SHE WALKS DOWN THE LINE WE FOLLOW

WE HAVE THE STARSTO GUIDE US TO THE MILKY WAY

Submitted: Saturday, August 03, 2013
Edited: Friday, August 30, 2013

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