See I found love before I did with any woman.
A love instilled on top of ecstasy destined unto nature like a Shaman.
It all happened one night in the city by the bay.
About a decade earlier the Mac had brought the vibe blowing out the yay.
Flowers in her hair or did I picture so in a dream I had before.
A Playboy bunny pill down yep that night when we got hit on by the whore.
Valentine's night me and my boys had hit the streets of the city of lights.
Embarcadero, red light district and knob hill.
I had found Shulgin's window upon just one love pill.
The night was full of adventure of city sights of good and evil.
But it was a walk alone I took that night that took my heart far from civil.
With crooked streets full of mad love music and poetry.
I gave back my Mother Mary's love back unto her ecstasy.
I had walked the street to the top of the hill and faced onto the night sky.
The wind was blowing fierce and felt an urge to let go of every tie.
Leaning backwards unto the wind it kept me from falling.
Her love for the night time was given back the faith of a righteous calling.
The old game of hunny don't worry I'll catch you.
Man I remember that sense of freedom like yesterday was still new.
I had fallen in love with the window ecstasy gave unto the life.
A dance worth dancing her grace unto a sense of wife.
I felt like I flew from all the pain I ever dealt.
Was this the window unto heaven I had felt?
I surly carried a different kind of love for Molly took my first dance.
I had left conformity to society norm and ever struck unto her trance.
Only a righteous king could cry in mere ecstasy.
Written in my name but I still wanted the girl next to me.
One love was the way Rastafari was PLUR.
Sacrifice and dedication only deemed to make it sure.
Its what inspired this blog.
The philosophers's stone I found it cleared the fog.
A sign of justice I always threw up.
Thizz iz what it iz a dose of a heavenly cup.
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