By B.K.
Date: 2006 Jul 02
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From the Garden Pea Vines

Sunday Morning Down Time

We have twisted a lot of lines
Gone above and beyond
What is mine is yours is mine
I've used the third eye
Stood outside myself
Watched and listened to my cries
We have steamed and it seems
We've found a string theory
Further than farther beyond sublime
And Baby in all this cosmic world
There is no Tantra as passionately divine
Than the soft of my heart
Enveloped in the strength of thine


I Love You Darlin