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On the Brink

there's a time,
it's late at night,
I slip away
in dreams, take flight

and I am in
another place
beyond the sky
in outer space

appearing on
another world
all around
in colours swirled

warm sensations
rise and fall
in waves of waves
it feels tidal

you appear
and seem so real
and I'm aroused
by your appeal

as we fly
and as we swim
in this place
deep within

touching bodies
makes me feel
physically
ethereal

sensations rise
I'm on the brink
in this place
where we are linked
Written by bcpoet (Lawrence)
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