those beautiful birds of inspiration fly from my heart, the tree of my heart is decorated, oh dear,loneliness rests our heart,💚

If my heart’s inspirations of love turn into composition, the angels will lose their minds,,wow, my beautiful angel, how much our hearts love to rest,💖

If our soul is bared to the winds of love, then our soul will realize this god is our soul,must listen dear, in the office of that heart,💚

Whoever enters heaven does not want to leave, it was a divine position in our souls, I sacrificed my body to that lover.💞

2 Responses
%d bloggers like this: