Drifting off in a world of touch
I feel the beauty with my eyes.
Focused, determined
Drifting...
Closed off but open,
I can touch the music.
Feeling it through my body
A happiness, unfounded
Drifting...
The pleasure of the water;
The tingle on my skin;
The wind through my hair;
A deepness in my soul...
Drifting...
Pleasured, erotic
The taste to the tongue
of a fruit once forbidden:
A sensual pleasure.
I close my eyes...
The music takes me away
Electrifying into my soul
I dare to keep on...
Drifting...
~~grb 2012~~
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