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Sometimes I leave my body.
The mind opens a portal
in which I step through,
and in the next dimension
She is there
Every nerve tingles,
every muscle tightens,
every cell explodes
For 10 seconds, the mountains
melt into lakes beneath the ocean;
it’s rapture in the rawest form.
It rattles my bones,
bites my flesh,
burns my soul
She is always in my subconscious,
whispering for me to come to her
But I never see her face
…I never see her face.
The mind opens a portal
in which I step through,
and in the next dimension
She is there
Every nerve tingles,
every muscle tightens,
every cell explodes
For 10 seconds, the mountains
melt into lakes beneath the ocean;
it’s rapture in the rawest form.
It rattles my bones,
bites my flesh,
burns my soul
She is always in my subconscious,
whispering for me to come to her
But I never see her face
…I never see her face.
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