Like a stallion galloping on the Kazakhstan steppe

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Sweetheart, let me tell me about my love for you

My love is wild and free

Do you believe the preachers that aim to control its ways with rules?

My love is fragile and soft

Like a feather on a babies cheek

Do you believe the poets that try to describe such tenderness in words?

My love is deep and unfathomable

The blackest black

Swallowing galaxies. All experience evaporates in its depth.

Do you desire to follow the mystics and be consumed?

My love, my dear

Is raw, Is real

Close your eyes

Be still, be still…

Let your heart be still

Dont speak

just feel

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