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By amaryllis Date: 2003 Mar 09 Comment on this Work [[2003.03.09.22.12.1254]] |
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Where does this take me? Where am I going? You take me by the hand without knowing And I follow Without worry Without concern Without anxiety Your voice It melts into me And makes me easy and smooth Like the smoke tendrils of sweet incense Silkily caressing the air With you I could lie without words Without noise And feel more comfortable than if alone with myself No noise... Then A chuckle a laugh And a smile starts from my toes That spreads to the tip of my nose I don't understand But I've learned Not to question Not to analyze... And so I'm happy with the phenomenon of you In my life |