He climbs the pebble foot steps God created. The eyes,
so many hues alive.
The song of the tide,
melts my dismay.
Have Faith -- he will bring him in on a wave...
crash him to the shore I can only touch on this side of Mother Earth.
Not all is made for TV.
Maybe you and me will loose interest on this commercial break.
Ohhhhh....love only true in Thee.
Bend in and let go of formality.
Skim the vibration.
It's never rigid in momentum.
The book of love will open, be broken in with time.
Time is on our side.
Have you ever taken a sip of beauty where Sunset meets the PCH?
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