𝖘𝖜𝖔𝖗𝖉
[...] I am a victory of your heart
the victorious print upon my soul and heart
no title can bear or write only that your soul
that thee dwell is not a wall tomb is a beating heart[...]
the your road is mine
i sink
into youuu my road love lavii
oh love this ship so near
of love i love you
in this dream i am upon the rivers and seas floating
as if the dream for you to be real
my colour is you
even some pink is rather of beauty near you
so near you
oh i love you
my colour is yours everywhere i look is you within this
as i dormi upon your melody that embrace my heart and soul
as if the burning sky burn upon your ink forever
i know your word is true
my boat rocks upon your ocean that is so of blue
my love
though your blue is my sea i sink as if the river into you
i love to believe in this rain as i do believe
i love you my wind
blood upon blood
heart upon heart
salvation upon salvation
unsay said to say forever
I love you
I love you…
Our ship sinks upon the shore now though different
Tale to tell now though of the different two shores
Upon different flow one river one sea
Pulsates the love of not forgotten word
O love where did we go so far to lose the road
As if forever to find the love is the shore of another land
Too many to invade to lay the sword down without blood
Though within love not to forget to love France yes from England
And the shore is floating of real waters so of your heart and mine
O god find me upon this grace praying for to find right word
I lovee you too my river flowing the same
I love you
Home of the river is the sea my love
The sea is deep as the waves pulsates of whisper echo of love
So beautiful you are my word
Say of this flow forever is real as the water my love
As the love of two hearts that pulsates as if waters and takes
The boat to love my love takes the boat to the shore of sand
And never stays still always upon waters my word
Cold and so entire of flow eternal love as if swords within
Hearts beats rivers of love into the shore so cold
Though of echo within whisper that is the same eternal
And so it flows as if two hearts sing the song of eternal love
And love the echo of my heart that I send to you my another heart
Within your body and soul though our souls are united forever now
My love
Within the wind birds fly as the echo of beauty within the sand
I found the river deeper said a word of love your word my love
Your word as the whisper of the secret land that we so of hope
Found
The sea that written upon pages within ink the sea that beats the heart
To love more than we ever could though words find love upon love
Only
time of love is eternity love me more my bird and word as swords of love
beats upon the shore the battle of invisible beauty of love architect of my soul
and heart though I love you though you create my heart of soul though
to pass the battles and not to destroy no though not love
I love you my word now even more as my word is you now I think so
More beautiful less heart braking we walked by your shore
I melted all dreams upon you so mesmerizing of love to hold
this dream of love beside the waters of love to know all your dreams my love
Illusionary twins…of love
I am a dreamer of shores…
The moon that sings of stars
Two swords of love
Two words of love
Love you
Love forever
Like sacred wine drink
Love is eternity isle
As waves pulsates of you
As echo brings you to me
Its real of the ocean
The tree that sings forever .....]
[...]
o coward you feebly of nothing
hide not your essence
though your soul
the one that past the oath
that means of nothing
of nothing his gates are closed
here Valentin comes to say and say you know is this true
the love that king gave not king slain
i know my grace i am intended to find out the true river shore
upon it knows all bridges turned into the road of mercy for the one
God shall have mercy upon them
no man though would
[...]
and here the one who slain
with victims words that spake
has no applauds
as life goes on
like a river flows
life brings backs flowers
to sing
and victims never die
as I know you
your words is true
the one belief and pray
for all men good
[...]
into the cries we will not flow
even deep could be
a river that spake
i know the mellow word
that said to me i know
i know the breeze
and i sing along as those
mountains stood where river flows
the river flows two
towers as if flaming lines
let the river free into
the words to find
my whisper of my soul
that is so in tremble
of the wind though not cold
cold is me cold though
my love is crossed beside
his cross he said to me
i know
[...]
a letter
I love you...
the river pass into the unseen distance where my love unsaid waiting for the flying bird that is so in white colour....love thee
answer
I sent blue though you saw white my love I still in lines writing not to end nor war nor love did find me well sent words behalf your heart I take as this melody that wind brings here to me I do love thee
[...]
monks souls in the his darkness affecting the palace of ghostly rain never enter the land of unknown the ghost might take all wills
abyss can take to distance
the distance is real as the fall
down though not from grace
here is defenders of true word
now go free
[...]
[...]
Not a drop of the red cord
Or tear does not fall
At all
O lord your road dyd die not
My soul exit for you
Though say my love is real is real he loves me too
I thought for one second he is dead he rose or he is dead
He never died he never could
To see your grace a tear he loves you so indeed
How could he die
I know his letter took too long to write
So you have his letter now
Shall you please have it
A letter
O lord
And river here so in deep turns reminds of your absence all lakes shines as your stars above I know every your word I know you know I am still writing even though you still reading I know my love these days are so of blue the sky is so beautiful as if is your eyes as if is your soul it is always near
So beautiful she thought the love and death could be so near though of the same I know my lord that he can not die nor dare though still those words I need to know to know that he is writing I know now he is writing
Dyd sing I remember I know those stars o lord he is returning soon I know this so I am waiting my dresses where are my dresses I asked for today this morning is so beautiful so akin to my soul just because I just read his letter and the day sing of his soul
[…]
another time when Valentine came he was bearing a letter and others or someone was screaming murderer murderer no certainly not Valentine though who did kill who and why
I know it was not my love that died though noone can kill or profit from it
So noone should stay silent or speak
Speak and say who killed who
O Lord
Within these words comes my love and known he knows nothing about the chaos in a palace still was unexpected to see him and all this chaos took all attention I did say to him I am glad that you are here now at this exact moment very chaotic
Valentine may you say who is a murderer
Your grace perhaps somewhere someone kills
Innocence
This chaotic minds lets me think only this way though in this palace or nor here around is no murders
Still all murders finds the end in the Tower
Certainly noone could even have a such a doubt
Well then they should go and find a killers instead of shouting here
[…]
within grace leads victory
shall all winds embrace your shore
and veil of blue takes over the cross
pass through my river never to forget
though if not my word nor my existence
only of love for as to dwell
within grace to mend the broken
and within love and grace to win the battle
arrows never broke within right wind
nor bleeds the soul that was dead
now here we to live and rejoice
now God shall ache mercy upon us
sing the song my love of wind
the wind i love of god grace
songs river waving love prays
long river passing by my heart
of life forever beside you my pray
of song of word of grace of endless journey
I pray say forever now
vault of our past
dusted of the word we loved
now our sea is profound of blue
now our vault is a blue sky
nor water is poison nor wine
nor death will part as nor love
long road is the need for all
all dreams to pronounce as life
long live the Lord guards
long live the sea and the shore
that gives the grace to know
because we are who walk upon
and the melody lives as cords of heart
and sings chorus the voice of vault
for us to know
that stars in the sky are real
shall god grace embrace all
[...]
river floats forever into the sea to find my word they say no sword that sharp as word i am looking for
though river floats itself as if the rain falls as if the world spins of new spring and flowers
love is beautiful
life is beautiful
and i know
[...]
if a river could not brake into shore of unseen distance the river water would not be real all secrets that float has a river passing by the old road might see you give you a mirror of your only soul that is real and did beat of happiness in glory of the word nor sword could erase the spoken spake soul and the birds fly beside this river that has everything of love breaths of soul is real the river of London all words takes in and knows as witness floats as life rings church Sunday bells the river of London that one that really hears every soul every deed that takes into water when rain falls and birds do sing for the river of London the grace is then the river floats into unseen distance and gives a word for everyone to say
say something now
did you see that river of London
the river of London is real
first water that God gave
the grace that we bear now
[...]
[...]
Swinging on the seat of death
Expired mind
No longer the hell is merciful
Nor burning stars fall too long
I am glad to meet you
Our land is only flowers of bloom
Nor death though life bears
Shall God be mercy
….
As if walking waking upon tower fortress no chains is life no window is a river floating boats to shore no ghost is my soul nor a tear is a rain the light is a sky candle light burning not my soul though not my existence the stones bear cross and waters gather gates to embark as if words gather my soul my existence a grace in a chapel cries to pray the song of chorus hearts bear and a moon is sacred and a grace is real as if only words could be strong no grace shall fall
[…]
beside the statues built into walking bridge lays achen flower for you to dwell forever though boats disappeare into the lights of most beautiful day where blue is blue and turned the road forever to my distance into unblided words were birds sings as if music of unkown melody winds takes everything into the lightest step and golden lion is real guards the bridge of love where our souls met there our souls disappeared though the same flowers bloom the same birds sing and it is beautiful to dwell now embraced of light that takes not to in the dark though gives only light and guards from blind souls...
[...]
i have no grave my soul belongs to eternity did spake a soul or spake man though i am soulless a cross upon my heart is heavy not nor rivers are deep now nor roads long uncertain words leaves speechless pages you write my line that he said in light sky lits as if a wave of the rain tear they do not cry they sing as if birds
[...]
A tent in the pure darkness lit with in burning torches
Alit light as if white though so idle sadness
Fear
When curtains opens the table in nor dark nor light
Only chess board waiting in infigureting road
Someone comes here
And makes one step
As a game plays
Though in time that is one
And noone saw see
The real players
They come in different times to move
The figures of king and queen tower or horse
I do not know them
They might not know me
We do not see them
We do not know who plays
This is only a game
Though invisible
In the dark or daylight
The tent waits for the chess figures to be moved
In time that is unknown
Pure game
And time pure emptiness
Invisible though in motion
Because someone is playing
Endlessly
And then they come lits candles for more light
In the dark tent
And it does not burn to flame
Just empty room with chess game
A tent
And we watching too
Where the figures goes
As if little statues in beauty of ivory
Though who plays we still do not know
One day we heard the wind as if passed passes by
In a cape and no not hiding only missionary steps
into the tent strong and fearless
that is only ghostly wind one might think one said
because no intentions for as even to know
to end the game is pointless I presume
no one will stop them nor noone needs to stop them
or even more to know who is playing
this is just a game
with the rule that we do not know
because we do not play this game
it is not forbidden to play chess game
for any matter of time
nor it menders a palace nor it destructs
though it is interesting and more likely not even so pointless
that is only if it is beautiful surroundings
and someone lits the candle
though still noone dies
still it goes on just time is uncounted
so timeless that only the one can move figure who knows
a game
endless
[...]
marques my friend loves me more
as his grace lost in words of the rivers float
maybe Rosary has died
as he lost my name in writing to announce his life
i know noone died
as pass by clouds in the same wind
and sky blue the same is close the spring
birds sings of symphonies
and glory in my heart the same alive
i know noone can ever die
nor you ever let it die...
[...]
marques loves his marchioness and forever
his grace loves me today that what he says
I do believe thee his grace forever I hope
the river will not take us to nowhere
[...]
i will love you forever my love
you beat my heart so of sorrow now
i thought still i will love you forever
and i know you will love me forever
i know you love me
forever
forever
i thought
so now
i love you
my love
[...]
[...] I am a victory of your heart
the victorious print upon my soul and heart
no title can bear or write only that your soul
that thee dwell is not a wall tomb is a beating heart[...]
the your road is mine
i sink
into youuu my road love lavii
oh love this ship so near
of love i love you
in this dream i am upon the rivers and seas floating
as if the dream for you to be real
my colour is you
even some pink is rather of beauty near you
so near you
oh i love you
my colour is yours everywhere i look is you within this
as i dormi upon your melody that embrace my heart and soul
as if the burning sky burn upon your ink forever
i know your word is true
my boat rocks upon your ocean that is so of blue
my love
though your blue is my sea i sink as if the river into you
i love to believe in this rain as i do believe
i love you my wind
blood upon blood
heart upon heart
salvation upon salvation
unsay said to say forever
I love you
I love you…
Our ship sinks upon the shore now though different
Tale to tell now though of the different two shores
Upon different flow one river one sea
Pulsates the love of not forgotten word
O love where did we go so far to lose the road
As if forever to find the love is the shore of another land
Too many to invade to lay the sword down without blood
Though within love not to forget to love France yes from England
And the shore is floating of real waters so of your heart and mine
O god find me upon this grace praying for to find right word
I lovee you too my river flowing the same
I love you
Home of the river is the sea my love
The sea is deep as the waves pulsates of whisper echo of love
So beautiful you are my word
Say of this flow forever is real as the water my love
As the love of two hearts that pulsates as if waters and takes
The boat to love my love takes the boat to the shore of sand
And never stays still always upon waters my word
Cold and so entire of flow eternal love as if swords within
Hearts beats rivers of love into the shore so cold
Though of echo within whisper that is the same eternal
And so it flows as if two hearts sing the song of eternal love
And love the echo of my heart that I send to you my another heart
Within your body and soul though our souls are united forever now
My love
Within the wind birds fly as the echo of beauty within the sand
I found the river deeper said a word of love your word my love
Your word as the whisper of the secret land that we so of hope
Found
The sea that written upon pages within ink the sea that beats the heart
To love more than we ever could though words find love upon love
Only
time of love is eternity love me more my bird and word as swords of love
beats upon the shore the battle of invisible beauty of love architect of my soul
and heart though I love you though you create my heart of soul though
to pass the battles and not to destroy no though not love
I love you my word now even more as my word is you now I think so
More beautiful less heart braking we walked by your shore
I melted all dreams upon you so mesmerizing of love to hold
this dream of love beside the waters of love to know all your dreams my love
Illusionary twins…of love
I am a dreamer of shores…
The moon that sings of stars
Two swords of love
Two words of love
Love you
Love forever
Like sacred wine drink
Love is eternity isle
As waves pulsates of you
As echo brings you to me
Its real of the ocean
The tree that sings forever .....]
[...]
o coward you feebly of nothing
hide not your essence
though your soul
the one that past the oath
that means of nothing
of nothing his gates are closed
here Valentin comes to say and say you know is this true
the love that king gave not king slain
i know my grace i am intended to find out the true river shore
upon it knows all bridges turned into the road of mercy for the one
God shall have mercy upon them
no man though would
[...]
and here the one who slain
with victims words that spake
has no applauds
as life goes on
like a river flows
life brings backs flowers
to sing
and victims never die
as I know you
your words is true
the one belief and pray
for all men good
[...]
into the cries we will not flow
even deep could be
a river that spake
i know the mellow word
that said to me i know
i know the breeze
and i sing along as those
mountains stood where river flows
the river flows two
towers as if flaming lines
let the river free into
the words to find
my whisper of my soul
that is so in tremble
of the wind though not cold
cold is me cold though
my love is crossed beside
his cross he said to me
i know
[...]
a letter
I love you...
the river pass into the unseen distance where my love unsaid waiting for the flying bird that is so in white colour....love thee
answer
I sent blue though you saw white my love I still in lines writing not to end nor war nor love did find me well sent words behalf your heart I take as this melody that wind brings here to me I do love thee
[...]
monks souls in the his darkness affecting the palace of ghostly rain never enter the land of unknown the ghost might take all wills
abyss can take to distance
the distance is real as the fall
down though not from grace
here is defenders of true word
now go free
[...]
[...]
Not a drop of the red cord
Or tear does not fall
At all
O lord your road dyd die not
My soul exit for you
Though say my love is real is real he loves me too
I thought for one second he is dead he rose or he is dead
He never died he never could
To see your grace a tear he loves you so indeed
How could he die
I know his letter took too long to write
So you have his letter now
Shall you please have it
A letter
O lord
And river here so in deep turns reminds of your absence all lakes shines as your stars above I know every your word I know you know I am still writing even though you still reading I know my love these days are so of blue the sky is so beautiful as if is your eyes as if is your soul it is always near
So beautiful she thought the love and death could be so near though of the same I know my lord that he can not die nor dare though still those words I need to know to know that he is writing I know now he is writing
Dyd sing I remember I know those stars o lord he is returning soon I know this so I am waiting my dresses where are my dresses I asked for today this morning is so beautiful so akin to my soul just because I just read his letter and the day sing of his soul
[…]
another time when Valentine came he was bearing a letter and others or someone was screaming murderer murderer no certainly not Valentine though who did kill who and why
I know it was not my love that died though noone can kill or profit from it
So noone should stay silent or speak
Speak and say who killed who
O Lord
Within these words comes my love and known he knows nothing about the chaos in a palace still was unexpected to see him and all this chaos took all attention I did say to him I am glad that you are here now at this exact moment very chaotic
Valentine may you say who is a murderer
Your grace perhaps somewhere someone kills
Innocence
This chaotic minds lets me think only this way though in this palace or nor here around is no murders
Still all murders finds the end in the Tower
Certainly noone could even have a such a doubt
Well then they should go and find a killers instead of shouting here
[…]
within grace leads victory
shall all winds embrace your shore
and veil of blue takes over the cross
pass through my river never to forget
though if not my word nor my existence
only of love for as to dwell
within grace to mend the broken
and within love and grace to win the battle
arrows never broke within right wind
nor bleeds the soul that was dead
now here we to live and rejoice
now God shall ache mercy upon us
sing the song my love of wind
the wind i love of god grace
songs river waving love prays
long river passing by my heart
of life forever beside you my pray
of song of word of grace of endless journey
I pray say forever now
vault of our past
dusted of the word we loved
now our sea is profound of blue
now our vault is a blue sky
nor water is poison nor wine
nor death will part as nor love
long road is the need for all
all dreams to pronounce as life
long live the Lord guards
long live the sea and the shore
that gives the grace to know
because we are who walk upon
and the melody lives as cords of heart
and sings chorus the voice of vault
for us to know
that stars in the sky are real
shall god grace embrace all
[...]
river floats forever into the sea to find my word they say no sword that sharp as word i am looking for
though river floats itself as if the rain falls as if the world spins of new spring and flowers
love is beautiful
life is beautiful
and i know
[...]
if a river could not brake into shore of unseen distance the river water would not be real all secrets that float has a river passing by the old road might see you give you a mirror of your only soul that is real and did beat of happiness in glory of the word nor sword could erase the spoken spake soul and the birds fly beside this river that has everything of love breaths of soul is real the river of London all words takes in and knows as witness floats as life rings church Sunday bells the river of London that one that really hears every soul every deed that takes into water when rain falls and birds do sing for the river of London the grace is then the river floats into unseen distance and gives a word for everyone to say
say something now
did you see that river of London
the river of London is real
first water that God gave
the grace that we bear now
[...]
[...]
Swinging on the seat of death
Expired mind
No longer the hell is merciful
Nor burning stars fall too long
I am glad to meet you
Our land is only flowers of bloom
Nor death though life bears
Shall God be mercy
….
As if walking waking upon tower fortress no chains is life no window is a river floating boats to shore no ghost is my soul nor a tear is a rain the light is a sky candle light burning not my soul though not my existence the stones bear cross and waters gather gates to embark as if words gather my soul my existence a grace in a chapel cries to pray the song of chorus hearts bear and a moon is sacred and a grace is real as if only words could be strong no grace shall fall
[…]
beside the statues built into walking bridge lays achen flower for you to dwell forever though boats disappeare into the lights of most beautiful day where blue is blue and turned the road forever to my distance into unblided words were birds sings as if music of unkown melody winds takes everything into the lightest step and golden lion is real guards the bridge of love where our souls met there our souls disappeared though the same flowers bloom the same birds sing and it is beautiful to dwell now embraced of light that takes not to in the dark though gives only light and guards from blind souls...
[...]
i have no grave my soul belongs to eternity did spake a soul or spake man though i am soulless a cross upon my heart is heavy not nor rivers are deep now nor roads long uncertain words leaves speechless pages you write my line that he said in light sky lits as if a wave of the rain tear they do not cry they sing as if birds
[...]
A tent in the pure darkness lit with in burning torches
Alit light as if white though so idle sadness
Fear
When curtains opens the table in nor dark nor light
Only chess board waiting in infigureting road
Someone comes here
And makes one step
As a game plays
Though in time that is one
And noone saw see
The real players
They come in different times to move
The figures of king and queen tower or horse
I do not know them
They might not know me
We do not see them
We do not know who plays
This is only a game
Though invisible
In the dark or daylight
The tent waits for the chess figures to be moved
In time that is unknown
Pure game
And time pure emptiness
Invisible though in motion
Because someone is playing
Endlessly
And then they come lits candles for more light
In the dark tent
And it does not burn to flame
Just empty room with chess game
A tent
And we watching too
Where the figures goes
As if little statues in beauty of ivory
Though who plays we still do not know
One day we heard the wind as if passed passes by
In a cape and no not hiding only missionary steps
into the tent strong and fearless
that is only ghostly wind one might think one said
because no intentions for as even to know
to end the game is pointless I presume
no one will stop them nor noone needs to stop them
or even more to know who is playing
this is just a game
with the rule that we do not know
because we do not play this game
it is not forbidden to play chess game
for any matter of time
nor it menders a palace nor it destructs
though it is interesting and more likely not even so pointless
that is only if it is beautiful surroundings
and someone lits the candle
though still noone dies
still it goes on just time is uncounted
so timeless that only the one can move figure who knows
a game
endless
[...]
marques my friend loves me more
as his grace lost in words of the rivers float
maybe Rosary has died
as he lost my name in writing to announce his life
i know noone died
as pass by clouds in the same wind
and sky blue the same is close the spring
birds sings of symphonies
and glory in my heart the same alive
i know noone can ever die
nor you ever let it die...
[...]
marques loves his marchioness and forever
his grace loves me today that what he says
I do believe thee his grace forever I hope
the river will not take us to nowhere
[...]
i will love you forever my love
you beat my heart so of sorrow now
i thought still i will love you forever
and i know you will love me forever
i know you love me
forever
forever
i thought
so now
i love you
my love
[...]