A heartbeat
A feeling of pure joy
Of warmth
Of safety
Never letting me go
It flutters in my mind
A relaxed feeling
Like sitting by a fire, drinking coca
On a cold mourning,
Like a warm embrace from someone you love
One cannot replicate this feeling
Or the feeling behind it would be lost
No miraculous drug
To bring fourth this sensation
All you need is warm light, and your own imagination
To feel like you can fly
And to know this pleasure is possible
Is a pleasure in its own
Of its own
Of our own
Togetherness is the key
Surrounded in the warm light that I love,
Until the light turns to a beautiful nothing in my arms
Feb 8, 2019
Feb 8, 2019 at 9:28 PM UTC
A heartbeat
A feeling of pure joy
Of warmth
Of safety
Never letting me go
It flutters in my mind
A relaxed feeling
Like sitting by a fire, drinking coca
On a cold mourning,
Like a warm embrace from someone you love
One cannot replicate this feeling
Or the feeling behind it would be lost
No miraculous drug
To bring fourth this sensation
All you need is warm light, and your own imagination
To feel like you can fly
And to know this pleasure is possible
Is a pleasure in its own
Of its own
Of our own
Togetherness is the key
Surrounded in the warm light that I love,
Until the light turns to a beautiful nothing in my arms
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