Psycho Analytic Behavior (Timing: "time to shine")

The development of the will and everything in it!
A well-bucket filled with ornate knowledge.
My ego's path...
An eagle's nesting.
And the loop.
My final resting place.
Of death.
- No, not ordinary art.
(But unintersting metaphor.)
The world ensues my nature.
Upon her I she rests her head on my lap.
She takes my soul in her.
My hands cradles.
That sweet, sweet love.
LOVE.
Loving me.