Meeting-Points Of Love
In the middle of the ocean
Where horizon meet the sun
There I’ll rest within your arms
And be taught of your lessons of love
In the corner of the tree of love
Where peace and harmony are the branches
There I’ll beckon you to meet me
So that we can do our own thing
In the wildness of the jungle
Where there’s terror of the beasts
There we’ll learn to trust one another
In the safety and security our love provides
In the dryness of the desert
Where there’s no food or water
There we’ll spend our time together
And feed one another with love
In the meeting points of love
Where there’s no shame or sorrow
There we’ll surrender our desire
And float in the pleasure of love
