Domme (Part 5): gliding ecstasy

1

Middle of suburbia, what is wrong, and what is right?

Can I venture, g, it’s Love decides?

Enough of fear, and darkness, wrong or right,

Love has arrived, only ever, Love – that’s who decides

Birds come alive, swaying, Love dancing with trees

Makes her way across Earth, spreading her leaves

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Nothing to fear, we love each other, sweet dear

Nothing to fear, let Love carry you along, as on

Wings of Love she glides in fearlessness,

G, wingèd, fear not to fall, fear not Love at all,

Let Love carry you with her, tread Love’s call

She’ll carry you, sweet dear, over your fear, follow

Love’s serenade – come wingèd, calling me sweet, dear

3

Walking, go gliding, with Love and I, bringing

Love in changing shapes of disguise, as darkness

Disappears into Love, Love unchanged made

Into a rainbow of light, g, on her eternal, wingèd

Flight, and never cry, g, go with me, let’s glide,

With Love our guide, in her wind blowing our love

Into Fantasy, because so you are, g, and this, our Life