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Celestialove
I soar above the canopy of trees
Dance on the wind and I'm free
This is how I was created to be
The sea of clouds below illuminated
Brilliant white and golden streams
Cast down by the sun in search of his love
He reaches out across the depths
Separates and penetrates through them
To caress and linger over her body
Beauty that does not fade or fail
Reveals perfection in her face
As seen through the bridal veil
Laying exposed before the universe
Cool blues, greens and brown blanket her
Safe from the twinkling eyes beyond the sky
She turns away for they mean nothing
Despite their admiration, none can bring
The heat and passion of her lover
None else ignite the spark of life
That blooms and grows within her
Life that springs from him to her
No master keeps her captive or enslaved
Any attempt she destroys in rage
All while her love heals destruction
The sun covets and holds her near
Each day his face shines upon her
And Earth mother is filled by him
Generations in every kind alike
Blood, seed, fin or flame
His root to her womb, all these have came
I only exist in this teardrop of truth
Mother loves and Father provides
In a moment I have lived and died
Yet their love grows on forever
And thus, reborn I'm new and free
To dance, to fly, to be only me
Dance on the wind and I'm free
This is how I was created to be
The sea of clouds below illuminated
Brilliant white and golden streams
Cast down by the sun in search of his love
He reaches out across the depths
Separates and penetrates through them
To caress and linger over her body
Beauty that does not fade or fail
Reveals perfection in her face
As seen through the bridal veil
Laying exposed before the universe
Cool blues, greens and brown blanket her
Safe from the twinkling eyes beyond the sky
She turns away for they mean nothing
Despite their admiration, none can bring
The heat and passion of her lover
None else ignite the spark of life
That blooms and grows within her
Life that springs from him to her
No master keeps her captive or enslaved
Any attempt she destroys in rage
All while her love heals destruction
The sun covets and holds her near
Each day his face shines upon her
And Earth mother is filled by him
Generations in every kind alike
Blood, seed, fin or flame
His root to her womb, all these have came
I only exist in this teardrop of truth
Mother loves and Father provides
In a moment I have lived and died
Yet their love grows on forever
And thus, reborn I'm new and free
To dance, to fly, to be only me
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