The transmigration of souls taught across the earth,
Love and logic
At odds with myself
I no longer hold a doctrine, shaking my fist
In the air
At each season’s return, growing my path
I embrace the seasons passed
In sleep, longing for you – for you, g!
You beyond herself
Light of earth, you are
Dream that grew for Love a path
Longing for you, domme morrigan
In dreaming logic
Transmigration of souls tipped up
Belonging
Love knows herself in her own perfection:
I LOVE!
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