spirit frequency (poetry)

let's make time to make love. a bottle of wine on the wing of a dove. i am feeling the grace. am i part of the baseline, or am i the lyrics that spew out of me? frequencies new to me take on a form but don't transform the spirit 'hind the soul. there is no goal in this run; the match is ignited for fun; don't blow the whistle out too quick. wine straight out of the bottle. broke the glass and now it's empty. spirit loves me unconditionally, but soul hates me. still the all is everything to me and everything i know. i'm learning more about this frequency and letting go of soul.