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Copyrighted: Alan FIND, Spring 2006

Baby, there is something so spiritual in your prescenece
that leads me to believe that your beauty is a religious experiment.
because a single glance is all it takes to resurrect my faith.
cuz its so easy to believe that heaven exists
when the evidence lies in the surface of your face.
see its no wonder why your smile
seems like a welcoming invitation for me to enter to heaven's gates
or why i can shut my eyes and allow the delicious taste of your kiss
to momentarily lift my spirit off to heaven's gates
whenever life itself begins to feel like a living hell.
because your embrace is my secret hiding place.
so baby.
just hold me.
and i promise to touch you ever so gently
that you'll mistake my caress for a swift breeze born
for the simple sake of blowing your troubles away.
you are safe child.
grave pain ever dare threaten the safety of our love
that i would grant you wings to lift your spirit above the sky
and allow your tears to freefall on to the face of the earth
so children can believe that rain really comes from an angel crying.
so let it rain.
let it rain.
let it rain and i will stand a hundred miles
beneath with my hands lifted towards the heavens
collecting the tear drops in crystal glasses of wine
because i believe that this love potion number nine holds the remedy for time
and just one taste will allow me to love you forever.
damn.
you taste just like my future.
see the mere thought of it alone makes me want to clone the stars in your eyes
and multiply it a thousand times and project them across the night sky
to write you pages of love poetry in constellations.
see for you i demonstrate my celestial magic
just to reflect the beauty of your internal universe
because your soul is a ray of light.
your mind is an endless ocean.
and your body was constructed from the particles of a star
that past generations of children used to wish upon.
we connect like sunset on skylines they rest on.
night and space could never divide our bond.
cuz you can separate us with light years distance
and i will still blow you kisses that will shape shift into a thousand golden halos
and ring around your heart like saturn.
after of which i will travel across time and space just to make love to you so...
... intensely.
that we can warm the entire climate of the earth with our passion.
because the sensual caress against you in flesh is the best impersonation of the sun.
and i will use these same solar flames to burn your name
across the sky leaving behind emergency smoke signals
that will remind every broken spirit how to fall back in love again.
baby i want to love you to inspire nations.
i want to love you to engage in the holy practice of creation.
and i promise to love you for consecutive generations
while still holding enough patience to sit back to count
how many pendulum swings it takes for you to turn into an angel.
until then.
ill enjoy this beautiful process
of you and i
growing into perfection.

....whew.