You can’t hold back, even as a child. No one tries to stop you, as your not good enough yet, to even get hurt, they figure. You’ll improve with time, and then it will be easier hopefully to take being hurt, like a real man of some nature.

You became so gosh-darn by heck good, it’s scary even to you. You want to hold back, but know others that are going all the way. Go all the way something awful, and it work’s both ways, at times.

What is it with this here world, at times ? It seems your allowed to only go so far, and then you have to call upon there so called help, no matter how good you have become, or think you have.

You know your better than “dam good”, when you don’t have to even say it, nor want too. This shows you just how we need each-other made right in love.

Holding back becomes you, as your already in the best spot. The best spot, “Where is it” ? Is it only number one alone ? Is it number one and then some, and even more, even if it comes to kill you best or not ?

When will you come to let up number one in so called me, and of me alone. Please hold back, until I can come to discover just what your all about more !

I want more than I even know so many times over, in so many ways, even this I have come to know, at such a very young age to some perhaps.

Holding back alone, I can come to enjoy, but know I can’t always hold back best alone forever.

Holding back like no other has ever came to be before, as I chose not to do it alone or did at times best.

To go all directions with holding back and to travel all over personality wise, and to choose best so as to use my life’s time of quality in love’s best interest.

Then and only then will I have reached the best place in the number of one’s best of place, compared to those that have came to be before me. I need all of me, with your help so as to see your faults or my own and perform best either way from this learning into spirit’s best interests in loving talent or people as a whole.

Hold by hold, and never to let loose except at the right time best. Have I chosen the right time best in love best always ? Why don’t I come to notice beyond the award, if I really did it best over-all at least even once ?

Are my awards blinding me, and holding me back, at times even ? When will I come to go in love beyond my so called awards best right ?

When will I come, “To come down on myself best”, beyond the so called tackle’s best, or what have I ?

How can I do better, than this world has to offer me, as I know it’s more than just out there ?
The sand I throw up in the air, and look up naturally with closed eyes. I need naturals best love in grace of many reflexive actions, and then some, opened more-so again, audience of human or not !

Treasures simple loving pleasures, behind me best, and above all of my so called number of one awards at times.

They came so easy to me, as a child. Come back like never before, is my loving cry of grace in love ! What have I if not love best, with my number one if ever-so true at all ?

Will you come to go with me forever number of so called one, if not more-so than you are, just of this world alone ? Will they come to call you different in the after of so called life best, if at all, even now, and then some ?

How can I best adjust in love, and come to make you best, so called number of one or not ?
How can I learn from love all over if I think of all place awards, but don’t have something even more to offer than so called first of place alone? First need’s to come to take me more places in love’s personality of soulful blends best.

I can’t keep myself from these other places in life no more, without taking in some love beyond first place from those in so called second or last best at times. I now must push myself out-ward, up-ward, and on-ward fro-bro, beyond the so called pros best in love. I must go beyond the so called social classes best, and make it like never before in love beyond first place best. Love won’t come to stop me, but let me go-go-go, and then again, should I grow from it here, and fly with more than just the eagles, but the sparrows as well !

I want to play with love best. I want to run and hide best, if at all, without fear. I want to be more free, than a eagle best in love ! I want more than it all. I want the real truth in love best, beyond first place, so as to help more of this world, that isn’t my own alone, to be found. I want many first place awards given and not just one. Mommy, Tommy has a blue of ribbon, may I have one? Now more is spoken of one or two drinks, than ribbons of blue.

Whatever happen to this, in loves best of places ? We don’t really ever have it all, and we could go all the way, but love has more ever yet still ! No one person will ever go beyond what love has already done best. Love is best shared in all of us, and knows us beyond ourselves best.

No greater award is there than love. Love really is ! Love-love beyond God, ” I should say not” ! Love -love, beyond even first place alone, “I should say, yes, yes, oh yes, and then again even unto forever, without getting horse some-day” ! Sweeter than sweet, and for keeps is forever in love to share beyond this body of so called body a-lone. Go to where you are and then again come back in love like never before, even beyond first place, in some best of odd loving way beyond yourself best. You need love to go beyond yourself, and find a better word than just crazy in love a-lone., first place or not ! Love is to be, or first place maybe to trade in for crazy later.

Why bother knocking the knees out from someone after the play, to obtain another so called first place award, of mainly hand claps worse of days, for the child looking on a-new at the way this world plays it’s games, beyond the second grade in love, that can play better at times, of the more many than not now, “I’ve became sorry to say sometimes best”. Make I’m sorry worth something more in full grown love again, and get the simple and playing the love of the game things right.

Make simple easier, on us all, to have the same opportunity for first place in love as you. Don’t even come to play without some love at all, will you ! Love didn’t come to hold you back up and out in the first place from thy womb, did it ? Get it together, but then again why bother to, if you never had to break up the love wrong in the first place ! Love gave you more than a “Sporting Chance”, and respect goes best offered directly back to it’s source, beyond even all so called trophy’s best. Don’t make a “Trophy” come to creep up on you, like a “Idle” of demonic nature perhaps.

Love moves but it don’t creep of ill repute this a-way. Idle love need’s no foot of prints. Respectful love leaves you so much more, than trophies so called best alone. Creep you up-right, and sleep you up-right best. Select thy comfort beyond this material world. Don’t sleep on a trophy of even pillow’s best. Yes come to reshape them beyond ash of trays best, and don’t betray your trophy, but don’t come to make it serve you no better than some decorated up idle !

Don’t hold back like never before as far as this goes for the very best of you out again beyond thy wombs best efforts even, when you couldn’t do it a-lone, and didn’t have a choice at that perhaps. Now your up and out, and made not just to get it over with, without showing some respect to who ever was your ma of ma’s best or not, this way or that !

Give your ma of ma’s your first place award and have it custom made to offer her more than a flower of pot to be buried under. Your ma of ma’s needs something more out of life, now that your up and out, with love hopefully not to far behind you best.

Idles better off to serve you and do something beyond that which their sometimes said to be able to do best, even beyond first place of you. Forget this material love that can’t even give a “Cat’s Me of ow” ! Go for the real loving thing to begin with made best. Don’t try to out-class love on purpose wrong, and still come to accept your so called trophy of idle’s worse of days later. May it come to crumble unless it can make you humble enough to share the love best offered by more than just it of itself. Don’t remain idle in love, or please do at that, should you not be able to escape, the trophy you locked yourself into, as you want it your way, beyond even the highway.

You want your home shaped like your trophy, “Well please have at it” in love best, to allow others in, but not locked in you. Let love roam, with you like your pet does, and then some ! Present your pet with a trophy, and have more than a long waited pet funeral of so called service. Have your pet’s birthday and have it presented better than your own, to help cure this of once you perhaps not best !

Hold back on human ceremonies, so called best ever alone, and make people embarrassed to have won first place wrong, when your pet did the better job in love best alone even perhaps. Let the pets out to speak in love beyond humans best efforts alone, with your help beyond first of place so called best at times. This more than just becomes humbleness ! Go for it, like never before, and you’ll go beyond most of all words ever perhaps, and be able to really say, “Your standing in love best, beyond human alone of awe” !