Seeing you
In You
Is-
Like a piano tune
Played
Soft...
By His fingers
Played as if smooth
Like an elan
Perfect
Harmonic simple
Unconventional a bit...
Still very very
outlandish...
Like a trance
A cool mist,
Seeing you
In You
Submerged
Like a Holy surge
Is me becoming
A wake,
A shake
A stir
Never
Outwardly heard,
But inside
Flowers thousand blooming,
And thousand acres green
Be coming
Singing like
An incoming sea,
A flood,
Greenish bluish kind
Of a mirth
As a re-birth,
Outlandish
Too,
Perhaps ,
A bit hip-hop
A band purely Dutch!
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