Raw Poetry by Rev. Shakes Spear
One with One When one becomes One with One Only One remains. We thought we were two: Me and you But we are the same. There was a time I was I Now unblind, I see Beauty in the eyes Of the Love That makes us We. 2-9-24
Raw Poetry by Rev. Shakes Spear
One with One When one becomes One with One Only One remains. We thought we were two: Me and you But we are the same. There was a time I was I Now unblind, I see Beauty in the eyes Of the Love That makes us We. 2-9-24