Bleeding Hearts.

Burning Curtains. 

N adult bums.

I have finally let Our visions of thee fly. I tried not to for so so so long. I am now totally
sundered. Plop I am so done. I can no longer be held responsibility high, deep in the deep
purple Blackness of night. We lingering have thy and only thy moans hearing Us.
Healing Us. Like lightning in Our blood.
I sweep up n down n sideways kissing the crown of 'Arthur's bleed.
Need is soaring and I got wind, and her dust.

Please momma do not leave Us like this.

I do love all Our other girls.

I do.
I like feeding them most of all. OK and tantalizing them with dreams of Our weeded bliss.
They all in secret need so bad and We be thee only offer of same burning the light of love current
like and I guess it shows.

But thee are Our True and living wife. And I can not stand living this way. This highway is at thy insist Recall Olive? And Acton. I knew I had you but it turns Out thee had me my love and I have nothing save the lonely of thy missing in Us. I have loved them all n good n proper as I knew How.
If they would work some I would ask them to share Our life but if an individual is not willing to work for Us then no real love be Home to Us. These are all things remain to be seen. So, far We have done Our job as best as We understand things'. And I know none of these girls be bible cool. What can I do now just hide my face? Or live into Our dream. This has been the point of Our whole life.
I do not feel like garbage even as a Junkie I was not an unkind man. Do I listen and believe wild story's of love. I just give girls a place where they can be themselves and I do not judge just love who ever shows at my door best way I know how. I probably fucked up with Laura from Barcelona but I was fresh out of jail and trusted no one not even sweet little girls. No more, will those slugs of wit hamper Us at all. If catholics world wide can forgive Francis for rape I think they be forgive Us for a one second kiss. Jesus the I Ching told Us straight up do not fret thy issues at court they will soon be moot. I love you girl for even paying attention to Us all these years. If thee still doubt Our love and Our passion to know you. I feel thee being every one of these girls. I join sex clubs to see if Our attraction be real. And not just another wild spoof put on by the mother of all.

Give Us thy toes. Just chance it. Do it. Jump, I so promise to catch thee girl.
Give me a chance.


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