A TWIN FLAME Poem

He calls me his Angel,

The one who saved him from the dark.

I stand by his side, no matter what we embark.

A soul 2 soul oneness, a blessing, a truth.

Hand in hand, chasing youth.

Adventures unknown, no boundaries too bold, a limitless love, an unconditional hold.

An Earth Angel is what you call me,

But an Archangel is what I see.

My warrior, my protector, my centered ground…

Those lost pieces of me, in you are found.

So kiss me now and forever too,

Our journey just beginning, me and you.

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Hippie Go Free Free 🐸
Hippie Go Free Free 🐸

Written by Hippie Go Free Free 🐸

Just a tie-dyed rabbit hole of my weirdo stoner perspectives 🤙🏼

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