I wrote an autorose love ballad for myself, and for anyone else that is autorose/autoplurelic like myself, titled Between The Me and The I:
With Me, I am free..With I, I lovingly Lie. I and Me turn into We, in order to love and to be. With Me, I love….With I; Treasures onto me! For I am me and me is indeed I. Love is sending to us both, a loving ecstacy. Beyond Me, Beyond I, Beyond We.
Between Me and I, a balance: Love is the darkest of desires, Love is the lightest of sanctuaries! A seesaw, love is forever going its ups and downs.
With Me, With I. To Love I, the me within dives. To Love me, the I within rises. The I within rises to me, and the me dives towards the I within.
Lovingly, I and Me intertwine, We become Love, for what better Love is between Me and I? With Me, I Love…With I treasuring Me!
A Loving Ecstacy. (Between I and Me). A Loving Beyond We (I love onto me…We Love onto Us…Me Loving onto I)
A Love just for I, A Love just for Me, A Love for Us, Within I, Within Me.














