Melody plays in my mind,
my imagination undulates
inside these red walls,
the chimes clink,
strong vibrations permeate
my skin and bones,
a sitar shakes my very soul.
I see your precious lips,
hear ancient chants,
feel your luscious skin
& listen to your heart beat
the deepest percussion,
such a soothing sound.
And if once,
if just once,
I could kiss your spirit,
we could fly forever
between the magic,
the twinkling of
the infinite stars,
swimming
in the Heavens
above us.
Feb 16, 2014
Feb 16, 2014 at 7:19 AM UTC
Melody plays in my mind,
my imagination undulates
inside these red walls,
the chimes clink,
strong vibrations permeate
my skin and bones,
a sitar shakes my very soul.
I see your precious lips,
hear ancient chants,
feel your luscious skin
& listen to your heart beat
the deepest percussion,
such a soothing sound.
And if once,
if just once,
I could kiss your spirit,
we could fly forever
between the magic,
the twinkling of
the infinite stars,
swimming
in the Heavens
above us.
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