Psilocybe tampanensis

I smile remembering this,
Many years have past,
The euphoria returns in thought.
The dim light cast an air of twilight,
The shades were all shut from the deep sunshine,
I can see the music,
It dances in front of me.
A chain of colourful sheet music that morphs,
Into cave painting, humanoids.
They skip through rainbow colours,
I laugh out loud as I slowly,
Consciously,
Carefully counting out the seconds.
They flow from minute to hour.
I turn through the room
The walls drip waxing illusions of nothing.
Never again to be repeated,
Just the bits and pieces of memory,
Fragments of days gone by.