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The morning sun and thoughts of beauty rise in the moment. In the Bahamas floats the mind of this poet . Is it a ghost, a phantom or dream I see. A gold haired goddess naked before me. No pills and playboys just beauty and soul. Anna Nicole , Anna Nicole... Eyes full of love and seduction . Breast full of joy and delight. Your center of life between your legs shining with heavenly light. No lawyers , no leaches just kisses from God's grace. A beauty eternal, Eros immortal shines from your lovely face. My manhood grows , my nature shows , Anna Nicole , Anna Nicole... I am in instant naked and free touching voluptuous hips. Words of apology leap from my heart and sadness soars from my lips. She places her finger on my mouth (( Be silent my poet )) she utters. Tears roll from heart and soul for this carefree beautiful mother . My body should yearn to plunge my self inside. Put my face in your breast , my worries to rest and from the world forever hide. I think of the son you lost and the daughter you cannot hold. The way you were used , exploited , abused by plots of people so cold. My hands full of mercy caress and stroke your cheek. In this mystical moment of human compassion there is no need to speak . May you forever bless the visions of male generations . Every playmate poster inspiring love and sending hearts racing . You disappear from sight and clothes return . Beauty takes flight and my heart it yearns. This cemetery in the Bahamas is suddenly cold. Anna Nicole , Anna Nicole...

Eyes of the spirit sets it's sights beyond mystic horizons. God is silent yet speaking in me, his hope is peaking in me. Heart given wings from the father above, soaring like a eagle into clouds of love. God almighty, mighty and majestic ; despair is the virus , you're the antiseptic. Word is clear , cool and clean as pure driven snow and evergreen. Eyes of the spirit sets it's sights to mystic horizons and God's light.

Psyche butterfly yellow and black , flying free before my mind and soul. Leading me into realms of reflection where lady serenity takes her hold.

Holy Archangel of silver and moon. Summoned on Monday at three o' clock noon. Cool and calm lust of soul with your silvery wings. A trumpet of truth in my subconscious sings . Holy Trinity whose revelations you share , kiss my third eye and i'll know that you are there. Gabriel, Gabriel, give me that vision of a moon so bright, holy and true. On the bright side of the moon I take my rest in you.