LOVE NOTES' TO MY AMERICAN LOVE PART XX (658 hits)
SOMEONE SENT YOU LOVE NOTES’ XX TO CURE A LOVE SICKNESS
Heals with Word Reading. . . (Suggestion: Start music playlist before reading see below)
MY DEAR: I feel a love sickness with you. Nothing makes me better than feeling your love grown on the limbs of my arms..
My Sweet Darling: Have you left me alone to fade? Just as I am coming to your arms to cure your love sickness. . .
Dear: Don’t go away in the winds, at least cure me at your landing. I need your healing touches of love. Then, I need you to remain in loving me.
My Love: The fever is much that I burn in the flying skies. . . . What deep love has this sickness taken in me . It’s a aching to be with you My Love.
Wonderful Physician: My heart is not well in the absences of your love. America will not understand such a plague of my sickness. Only you have the cure to yield my calling to heal me.
I AM: I am writing to my American Love . . . . Dear it is but a week, a month, a second a thousand years... there is no time I have not loved you. I will cure you in the marriage of me. We become BOGODELCA! All of the ills disappear with writings of Love Notes’ To My American Love. It heals with Word reading “It is you that I love!”
OH MY HOLY LOVE: I am but a young in your eyes. . . but I have an ageless sickness of condition called LOVE. Come my sweet. . . to your American Love. The Spirit and the bride say come; . . . --MIISRAEL WITH GOD WINNIESPOETRYLOVENOTES’FROMTOMYAMERICANLOVEMar2017Copyrighted All Rights Reserved.
This music is strong for yearning. . . I found it deeply romantic. . .
