Use to repeat the same old pattern of useless words in my frontal lobe

A pattern to bury the fear, pain, and love

Was slowly sinking into a bottomless spiral of Hellish Worlds

Avoiding the beautiful passionate people here on this precious planet

Then from out of the black her blue eyes blew open my mind

Never got her name but she was one of those magic women

You know the type I mean

Does here thing, and off she goes

Back to the wind or the forest or wherever those kinds dwell

Wish I got her name, but might be better I didn’t

Her love will warm my heart and fill my head for eternity

To share with all other travelling wanderers around my ever turning life

For the rest of my peaceful days here on Mother Earth

Just another Eternal Soul trapped in another human body

But a loving heart and peaceful mind to move this passionate body

To share free with a passionate soul mate woman of mine

Her time bending mind image can now be clearly seen

Where ever she is we will find each other

In some near space and time dimension

Or just maybe, just maybe she is right next door?

That woman that makes you high all over is waiting

Who knows?

Won’t find out unless you make your move friend!

Yesterday was the past, the past is today, and the future is here

The moment is now…

Old thought memories now in the moment image 

Jaimey Perham © 01/17/2010