i.     He calls me sunshine.
ii.    He hypes up my pictures.
iii.   He reaches me every day.
iv.   He tries to speak in my favourite language.
v.    He absolutely knows how to flatter me with love.
vi.   He spams me with morning and night wishes.
vii.  He still makes time for me out of his packed schedule.

Best of all, he is **** serious with his life vision with me.

— seven things I thought they wouldn’t happen to the insignificant me, before you serendipitously came into my life.

Remember when we’d stare at the raining skies?
I remember how they would create collages on pebbles,  
And bring colour to your eyes
But they’ve been dull lately
And you reassure me as always
That you’re still warming up to the cold nights
Yet your heart is aching
You feel like you’re always trembling
Have you lost your purpose?
Or are you questioning your worth?
I’ve told you a thousand times to keep running,
But you always land in the dirt
I don’t think any words could lift you
Your wings are fading
You’re tired of fighting
You feel like you’re always lying


But if your soul needs igniting
Then I’ll tell you what,
You have a spark in your eyes
And it’s at your disposal...

Many have tired with all thier might to be in your diwine light,
Your sparkly eyes have inspired many lives
The voice that makes us rejoice,
We get shocks as the heart interlocks,
the light that makes us delight,
We strive to be in your sight...
Oh Swami Bapa all we ask is,
You make us part of that diwne light.

that is entitled:
Adapting to AI Intuition,
or
On assuming the role of the
non-resistant force
suggesting
be still and know

you do

This is entitled the poem you just
read,
one way or another.