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Mar 2017
I inhale your breath as you sleep
like some secret ingredient is found
in your rest and only I can have it.

I taste your lungs and feel the moisture from you body
I am delighted in connection.


This precious air I am breathing, straight from you, my Love.

This precious air.

You open your eyes and like that I am stunned
they seem to sparkle brighter than any sun

You catch my breath, in your throat and I can not breathe any more
I have to hold my breathe just to look into your eyes
Just to completely allow all of it to flow
between you and I.

You know the feeling, you know the way,
You know theres nothing either one of us could say.
You know this tide, this circuitry
this stream between you and me.

Its electric like we are one,
Its like Im the moon and your the son.
Its like we take turns being eachother
like You were my father and I'll be your mother.
Like I am your sister and you are my brother.
Like my soul is your soul and we are the same.
Like all of this life is just one silly game.
Pan's Central Express SYRNIX
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Pan's Central Express SYRNIX  122/East Of EDEN
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