Like a sky
As if in midst of rains
Like a bed so covered by satin white
Like Jimmy Reed not known
Yet like a song known...
A tune me sees in her eyes
As if She there
Had with her a converse
To plant in her urbane ears
Tune silent sizzling kind
As if it drizzled there
In her soul
Like a cool
Of a pool
Calm
So full...
Brimmed
To the extreme
As if Nature green
There emoted non verbal communicate
As a leaf does oft
Being blown by the breeze...
Like that
Connect
Silent
Holy
A plummet
me sees joy
How songs generate
Cool...
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