The CHIEF of my heart may not know how to say it, but from his heart will know this is right. Those men who snicker reveal its just lust that fills them. My CHIEF works towards carving my eternal pedestal. After those men who chipped and cut down what nature placed for me originally. My CHIEF sees love in my eyes as I had for my first born child. Other men scorned with distrust the love I had for them - MY CHIEF wants nothing but all that love for him. He will WORK - So I might serve MY CHIEF with an arrogance thats reserved for nobility. My CHIEF will let me wander as I please - free to touch any - so that Ill know myself and my healing properties. He will know My heart stays with him as he becomes my medicine fountain. My CHIEF STANDS GUARDIAN, my full protection against the angst of men filled with Angry Religion. My CHIEF gathers me up and steals me away - galloping strong as a wild giant Brumby Stallion. My CHIEF admits his fears because matters of Emotions are my bow and arrows. He knows this and allows his weaknesses to be our personal SECRET STRENGTHS. May MY CHIEF MANIFEST. Hes a mortal God amongst all mere men.
Posted on: Tue, 07 Oct 2014 23:44:07 +0000
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