By Mac Guerreiro
It was brief and meaningful,
Our nighttime encounters often are,
And as eye ran towards her,
Eye was faced with the first time,
Another life,
Eons ago,
One eye feel daily yet may never know,
She cleansed my vessel,
And sent me on my way,
My soul and body reunited once again.
Born in Brazil and raised in California eye am an artist better identified as a conscious creator and intuitive healer. My gift for storytelling in various forms as well as my keen perception into the metaphysical allows me to share my perspective in ways that eye hope are of help and use to those around me. Thank you for reading, listening and watching; it means the world to me. View more posts
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