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THE UNIVERSE OF MY SOUL

THE UNIVERSE OF MY SOUL

THE UNIVERSE OF MY SOUL

To look at the universe is to be lost in outer space
To think about it will blow your mind beyond brainwaves 
Imagination goes wild like a little child at a carnival 
Eyes wide and bright, captured by the thousand and one things in sight.

Things that turn, twist, and glitter like crystal-clear water 
Under the perfect sphere of moonlight 
Wondering what lies beyond the eye view of star clusters 
And velvet skies.

That's the way I feel about the one I love 
Mesmerized, hypnotized, and bright eyes 
My heart begins to race, and my knees nervously shake,
With emotions that words cannot explain.

Being captured by her flawless beauty, 
Voice soft as the cloud, every word rapped in sincerity 
Filling my heart with comfort, assurance, and flawless love.

I am the happiest man alive because of her love for me.

Wilford Barker.

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Neville

This is clearly a love song in the guise of a love poem .. write on bro .. 

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Wilford Barker

If only I was a singer Neville.
But I would love to hear your music and voice belting those expressions. 
Thank you for your support and kindness.

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