just two of us serving Truth for over 100 trillion years
one on the right your uncle left my cousin
our families dance play and mingle even these cia gay lovers for real
your mind wiped of me 3 weeks after we met
first sewer smell remember amongst undercover angels I crave a 2nd chance
my mind washed of you 3 months later when weapons implanted
I’ve been sending healing waves of love in groups of three these past days
stand by for more ‘grace-nee’ (pleasing gifts of healing) now that you’ve ‘matted’ Day Gun (shown interest again by reading this) living not dying to reactivate your psychic abilities
this sound man ‘kis-e-aunts’ (craves your company) in what ever form chosen by you.
