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Warm currents are now just beginning to emerge. So if you feel the need to shed those winter clothes, please feel free to do. New days are upon us. And the time may soon be right to have yet another drink. But please be advised that on the west coast of Gibraltar there is a silly little girl. Her hand is steady and her heart is gold. It is there that you should go. But let me tell you something, boy! The meat cleavers are in the kitchen so it would be better for you to avoid the Christmas rush. I suggest that you move on down to Montague street. There will be plenty of pretty girls with big nipples and amorous eyes.

So swim deeply and remember to bring your important books. Of course there is a fine line between being a lowly cretin and a master scientist. But the depth of your study will take you to places that other people will often be quite afraid to go. Yes, Jaques Cousteau was a madman. At night he would often fry fish like a young boy in an unsavory, insipid English upholstery store. But be careful on Bleak street near Montague, you might find the notorious mad hatter in a very rare state of mind. There is no doubt that he is the snowman. Yes, he is the shit. So if you wish he can teach you many new controversial things. But before you do anything, just look at the size of his fists. In winter, it has been said that he kept his girlfriend warm as she nestled between some yellow glue and a spartan horse. But above all I suggest that you look at his middle eye. It will give you proper directions. And you will know that if your cornea becomes scratched, you will be able to take a very refreshing swim. Believe me! I know that he won’t mind. It is time to get back to the basics, my boy. And I know the snowman’s fundamentals are extremely sound.

SPRING OF LOVE

My partner and I fell in love on spring
We cannot imagine together not loving or laughing
That thought, we’ll be happy forever, what a feeling
To me Falling in love is like spring

It is a magical moment
Spring time, a lavender-scent

We kiss and all just click
Everything seems perfect

Love seems full and eternally
We work together effortlessly

We dance together in harmony
Our good fortune in matrimony

SUMMER OF LOVE

Throughout the summer of our love I realize
My partner is not as perfect I should not criticize

Not only is my love different from my thought,
Or he is flawed in some way herein I draught

But he also, the man who makes mistakes
So I must work on our relationship as it takes

It is easier to give love and get the love I need
But now I do not always feel the love grass seed

It is not my image of love that I thought should be
Because I discover that we are not always happy

The frustration and disappointment arise
Weeds must be uprooted at this time with guides

My plants need extra watering under the hot sun
Then my fear of losing hope will soon be gone

’cause it’s not spring all the time, I must understand
It sure would take a hard work under a hot sun

I must realize that love is not always easy
So I don’t blame him, and I won’t gave up easily

Instead…

I need to feed his needs in the summer of love
I would ask him sweetly I too need his care and love

AUTUMN OF LOVE

The result of my gardening during summer is heaven
I get to reap the fruits of my precious hard work given

Surely fall is here…yes I see it is coming
A glorious golden age- rich and truly fulfilling

I experience a more mature love with my partner
After working hard during those times in summer

I accept now and understand both of our shortcomings
And now… it is time for thanksgiving and sharing

Me and my love can now relax, have fun and get excited
We will both enjoy the great love we have just created.

WINTER OF LOVE

Sipping on this drink,
I don’t want to be sober
cause this thing that we had seems officially over
how’d I let a good thing become so bitter
how’d I let my feelings stop being self centered
one day it was all about me my life and what I planned to be
the next day I woke up and all I could remember was you
but I guess the feelings I had evaporated or were never true
As I sip I reminisce on the good and bad times we had
the tears I shed through confusion of love and tears from laughs
So I question is it worth it, is he worth it, could it last
I added it all up in my head but I guess I’m no good at math
because the last thing I pictured was us now married with a yatch
both of us making money old regrets I’ve forgot
Sometimes you’ve got to go through the bad to get to the good
now look at where it’s got us drop top benz with no hood

My friends used to tell me I shouldn’t do it,
“Girl just leave him alone”
now they claim that they knew it and they were there all along
I had a few who had faith, who kept my feelings safe
they kept me positive and for those ones I thank
even family put him down family cookouts I couldn’t bring him around
cause if I brought him in I’m bound to run away from the sound
arguing and fighting the hatred wouldn’t end
but now they see us doing good they type emails and press send
saying how much they miss us and hope we’re doing good
I cut off all the phones and bought a manchine surrounded by woods

Now who can stop us our relationship unbruised
all past emotions were set aside and bejewled
covered up with diamonds couldn’t let the past stop our show
because if you hold on to your negatives then you will never be able to grow
now that we’ve found in our life what we truly need
our future and present is on ease and we just continue to succeed

Oh my soul…I long to know you well, to hear your soft voice whispering to me.

…you touch me with your love and understanding.

…show me my wings so that I may fly as I’m destined to.

…teach me to trust you and release my worries.

…I’m ready to shine your light out into the world.

…you are my dearest companion, my truest love, my All.

…take over my heart and show me how to love deeply.

…teach me to dance to the music of life, to the rhythm of the wind.

…know that I love you and desire only to know you better.

…show me my truest self, my magnificence, so that I may see me.

…hand me the key to open the door to my self-imposed prison.

…shine the light on the path out of fear, and show me the way to peace.

…I long to drink and replenish from my own internal font, for I am tired of drinking from the fountains of so many others.

…allow my light to shine brightly, brilliantly, enduringly.

…teach me about silence.

…I have so many thanks to share with you that I know not how or where to begin, and there is certainly no end.

…open me up to my greatest desires and fulfillment.

…instruct me in the nature of my own beauty and wisdom.

…embrace me so tightly that I am you, and you are me, so that I know our unity and live from it.

Oh my soul…I absolutely love you/me.