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Acceptance is best.
let go of the rest.
because more is less,
don't ignore
your quest
lest you become
*moral less
that guiding light.
 Oct 2014 Emmanuel Coker
Anand
Her Scent
came wafting to me
drifting over the waters
floating through the air
fluttering amongst the woods
waving along the shores
of the Sea
of my Mind,
faintly perceived...
Entangling me in a Reverie,
Transcending
my state of Presence,
my Existence
to a place
where She stood
Alone
Smiling
and
her Scent
lingering
over my Senses...
becoming one with my Breath..
Absolute Bliss!

What else one can ask for?
Inspired from a musing by rhymesmith and Dajena M
Inhale. That good ****.
Exhale. The *******.
Inhale. The good times.
Exhale. The bad times.
Inhale.
Exhale.
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