How are you, my friend?
How goes it? Your broken heart?
Are you still in Limbo,
Or have you moved to Paradise?
As for me, I am here.
At peace, almost bliss,
By myself, with no he.
I am in Paradise.
Do I get lonely, no, not at all.
I’d take this pen in hand to touch you
ten thousand miles away.
How are you my friend?
How goes our days in a twinkle.
Let us be happy the rest of our lives,
Be one big ball of burning love,
Blazing like the sun.
First loving Self,