As we relate with others
we project our inner rules
Destroy them all when seen
don't be fools, they were implanted
Get on the love boat
and race to perfecting love
the fast and tough way, loving thru love!
living, sailing above
the lower self and world -the old battleship
will run out of fuel,
as our windships, winged ships fly
eternally
Living relationship for the ONE, not two,
may be a rare aphrodisiac
available on cruise ships for thee
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