Lovesong to Michael and Maui! or, the 1st Psalm

I call out to you, my Cosmic Love and Protector Michael, O Flaming One, I write this 1st Psalm to you! You hold your sword and my life in your hands your spear of love, it pierces me, you hold my heart in your hands you are the policeman in his uniform shining bright blue light penetrating the ethers with your hazy fire! Michael, you are my desire! you are the Hawaiian Haole Kahuna on Maui my beloved Sasha, my friend and Dreamtime Lover I am the dancing spark of light who crosses the waters to kiss Maui all over his body again I am Maui, the Trickster Lover God of Hawaii A ho ha na hane hane! A lau ku la ana ana! I, Linda, do not understand Hawaiian but it is an Ohana language of the Heart they talked to the dead people as if they were living Don Ho is dead, he who sang Tiny Bubbles at Honolulu Poko Ono Ono Lounge he stills calls me his Little Eskimo has Don Ho reincarnated? ALOHA! he calls from the realm of Po, the Unseen AINA! sings the land Maui hums and hisses in the Sun I, Linda, vow to return to Maui! I, Linda, am going to truly seduce and make love to my darling Hub Bee this next time! Behold, I place all things under Divine Timing! Maui, I am going to get to know you much better! Oahu says I must do her for 3 days next time I fly to Hawaii.... OK! Will do! Aloha, Ohana! Mahalo for the love and the leis and all that sexuality! I kiss the waters! The waters, they kiss me! Hawaii is the Great Healer! I got VERY clairvoyant on Maui! Magick! Yes...