Angels fly on wings of love,
In our hearts and souls,
Not in the air above
I love my little Jasmin so much,
How much?
Well the ball is right out of the park,
It keeps on flying endlessly in space,
Takes in all the curves, and twists,
I love her endlessly, that’s the gist,
She could’ve escaped, be free,
But no, in my heart and soul stayed she,
In every fibre of my being,
Look in the mirror, and her be seeing,
Her sweet celestial song, constant in my ear,
She gives me courage, and slays my fear,
Her endless love, so true and precious burns,
Within me deep relentless, my heart for more it yearns,
Always one we are, no matter if we are apart so far,
Even worlds apart our star,
We reach through energy divine,
Our unity sublime,
Love is heaven, and heaven is ours,
Our love so strong, above all other treasures towers.
love,
Eileen
In every fibre of my being
And that, my friend, is a truly wondrous thing.
Fee
Walt
Georg