...particles of love if divided by someone's will
would be reflect the body parts or the soul?
| What creative mind imagines what illusion would be born in the shadow of mystical garden woven in ancient vines with butterflies-elves visiting the flowers for ambrosia juices to fulfill the thirst to keep memories of welcoming doors and places invisible dissolved in air scents hurrying up along the veins with admirable commitment carrying precious pearls deepened in heavenly waterfall, swirling into cells with victorious smile climbing up to hill, resonating with stream of desires and hopes, reaching the goddess - a heart, warming up and down, and finally turning in sparkling firework inside of the top of creation, the head! Relaxing, renewing, rejuvenating, transforming into new cycle, - Love force! | |||
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