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Love Class 101

It's not like Sociology 101 It's like let's learn about "The One" As I meander down the hall I stop and stare Man, he's looking fine, just like a black mare Oh, concentrate now, where is this class? Why am I here, to me love has been such an albatross Don't mean to be crass as I think about the subject But I want that true love, i wonder, as I project Why a classroom when I've learned from hard knocks? Oh, there the stallion runs as the clock tic tocks Im there! I say to myself, and who the professor? Teach ourselves to love our hearts no lesser As our hearts roam free in the classroom of LOVE My heartaches grow dimmer; we came from GOD above Love fills the room as our intellects ponder No, grasses are never green over yonder When you're loving... simply love Psychic now, as I see white balloons and doves Hallucination now or infatuation Creation or divine situation We exit now We take a bow! To fear loves reality is to fear one's higher duality!

Copyright © | Year Posted 2010




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