She says (that) SHE’S GOT LEARNING TO DO, but I think NOT,
For She’s learned “The Lesson of Eternity,” for She’s no longer caught,
In exotic notions of: Multiple Lives and Heaven and Hell,
And thingsTHEYSay: “You’ve got to study,”
We are neither born NOR do we die;
We’re always dancing and kissing the sky.
We can transcend gravity, distances and remorse,
Of course, all things are proper if done with love in our bed,
And, in a mild disagreement between The Heart and The Head,
She knows that THE HEART IS THE GUIDE of GUIDES,
IN THE SMALLEST KINDNESS, IN A PLEASANT, WARM SMILE,
(And) IN A JIHAD EXECUTION, WITH PRECISE, MILITARY STYLE,
And THE LION & THE LAMB WILL LAY DOWN IN LOVE,
WHEN GIVEN LOVING GUIDANCE, and My Love is dreaming of:
Eternity EACH NIGHT, as we stroke and cuddle,
And Love can come from a slap or be very subtle.
So, I think She’s learned all the lessons She ever really needs.