Who is stopping you,
From letting me know,
How breathtaking those intricate love affairs are,
While I am too much caught up in the storms within my soul,

Who is stopping you,
From kissing my cheeks,
Even the raindrops from eden won’t hesitate,
So why do you?

Who is stopping you,
From deciphering the cyphers of truth and lies?
Maybe love?
No?
Maybe the fear of self,
Maybe the scarecrows of this wilderness held me back,
Or pushed me to the deepest abyss there has been.
You!
Are!
The!
Most!
Beautiful!
Creature!
Of god!
Oh god!
Who is stopping you?
To tell it all!

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