Loving Way, hopegod3

Put my finger in the pool and my reflection wripples into sand. Dusk is setting and the mirage of Arab heads of state becomes my becoming and rises. I see the eyes of the almighty as I sit cross legged to hear his words. He speaketh of England and the Moors journey to France. I love him dearly, but his tribe is not mine. Catch me here, and I will fall into your hands there. Being complete does take the pain of ages past and present. I choose YOU, not your family to lead me to your holy. It is time for MECCA, always Mecca. We open it to close it today. Sand will cover and bury the entire city when we leave. Maybe it will show itself in a sandball in Moscow one day. I see you to say, here is a fish today, from the Sea of Galilee. I must commit. HE is Europe, Asia, Russia, and Britain. Keep my collection of dolls here and I will come back one day. You can be my everything, but not today. In your presence I need protection, because I must forget all other days and males that came my way. We will redefine VIOLATION. You will hold it in your heart and be near me in my dreams. Loving way, hopegod3