Father Daughter Chat
We strive to experience love with others.
This is our natural obsessive state.
Harmony and open arms, quick to laugh
Embrace wholly with a kiss.
There is a reason for this.
Our Essence, the Soul Stuff,
The invisible part of who we are,
Is made of radiant, energetic love
That only craves to light the way
In a world rapidly dimming into despair.
Chain yourself to this Love
Let it blaze, a beacon firing bright
Drawing other Soul’s of love.
Allowing you to express from your truest depths.
The carnal desire to love a fool
Only brings agonizing, belittling
Shards that shred and darken
Bringing only misery and poetry,
Rotting flesh in verse.
Collapsing debris that buries your ability
To be bright and light.
When the Soul loves a Soul of love
This is to live in Heaven on Earth.
This love makes all things possible.