WILLIAMSJI MAVELI - OBSESSION

OBSESSION
By an obsession with life moving forward in time,
Into the graceful infinity of the moment sublime,
For I have well tasted the bitter and the sweet,
But in love and tenderness all, we both do greet.
Dance with me, oh women of love, you are mine,
White angels in disguise and my worship is divine,
Bringing into the blue-colored mirror reflecting out,
Calming, quelling, our relationship is beyond doubt.
Bringing the dance that is really eternal and whole,
showing the hallucination that kisses away my soul,
WILLIAMSJI MAVELI