Friday, October 7, 2016

Deja Vu

As I wander in that garden
Where dreams are woven
By angels spreading their wings
Far above flowers
that offer feast for eyes
With perfume of nectar
An invitation silent
Broken only by music
In stupor I became breathless
as one can be... a mortal
amazed dazzled and all the thrills
tingling through the spine
so magnified my senses
so much stimulated i nearly fainted
nearly drowned ah it was a deja vu

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