Through half closed eyes, folded limbs,
Wading in the dark alleys of dreamland,
Searching but never finding,
A story that is mine,
The golden harp lures,
The naïve heart down the road to love,
Caught in the reel of tomorrow,
The scent of desire,
The air feels warm,
Naked in the arms of the unknown,
The big mind rests at last,
At peace with the grand illusion of oneness,
A smile flutters on those moist lips…
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