Photo Credit: Sean Oulashin

My soul feels awake:

Especially when I hear your melodic,

Words, create magical, authentic,

Poetic songs, that allows us,

To be closer and closer;

— Yes, your warm, brown sweet love!’

Let flowers bloom all over,

The garden, of soul paradise;

When you and I walk and smile:

There! We dance carefree,

We are meant to be, like,

The mystical mighty sky,

Wind, stars, the earth,

That's you and I, added,

To such exquisite, ray,

We call the glorious sunshine!

Empress Journee