Eyes. Closed.
Desire burns to feel,
Each pulse. Every breath,
In unison, perfect.
Reaching within me,
I hear songs,
Of melodies, I see.
Of tunes, I taste.
Reaching deeper within me,
I see rainbows,
Of colors, so fragrant.
In textures of harmony.
At the depths of my being,
All is still. All is silent
There I learn;
Love, truly is greatest of them all.
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