"Zen"
Soft honey whispers
that hum ever sweetly
that caress our trembling hands,
my heart gently breaks
in a shower of elysian smiles.
We dance and dance
through the tick tick tock
of that jealous clock,
how our scandalous hours
conquers the momments without
your seraphic song
that allays my frantic being,
and helps me find where I belong.
The
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