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For One Night
Tiny fish circle in the water
Bliss and memories of fingertips
The sublime feel of fog on skin
Light as a feather but grounded like a flag flowing softly on the liquid air
Bliss
Like a soft kiss but better
But better with a soft kiss from an alike mind
Prowling in the dark with your mind open
Flashing ambulance lights and the hair raising feel of breath on your neck
Wondering about world's away
And then
Spin and it's different
Spiritual escapades
flowing to the feel and the sound of the world around you
Try hard can you feel it?
A brisk ever twisting turning wind
Hits you like a brush stroke
Glowing shining dimming in the dark
We are world's away
Time elapses but can you feel it, as bowls are shared and words are whispered, free from city sounds and intrusion
Can you feel serenity in the fog soaked trees
Who am I? Sitting, watching waiting
Bliss and memories of fingertips
The sublime feel of fog on skin
Light as a feather but grounded like a flag flowing softly on the liquid air
Bliss
Like a soft kiss but better
But better with a soft kiss from an alike mind
Prowling in the dark with your mind open
Flashing ambulance lights and the hair raising feel of breath on your neck
Wondering about world's away
And then
Spin and it's different
Spiritual escapades
flowing to the feel and the sound of the world around you
Try hard can you feel it?
A brisk ever twisting turning wind
Hits you like a brush stroke
Glowing shining dimming in the dark
We are world's away
Time elapses but can you feel it, as bowls are shared and words are whispered, free from city sounds and intrusion
Can you feel serenity in the fog soaked trees
Who am I? Sitting, watching waiting
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