Tattoed on mind, the tune like...Hers...

And the bell the gongs like the Sound
The Voice that me all the time bounds
Sends a tune like a tattoed mind
And me gets fully blind
By the tune
As dune waved waving transforming
By the wind flowing so sublime...

And me dreamy waking sleeping same
Gets flowing as if drained
Of all love cometh from Above
Of all hope to me bestowed...

And she me finds singing quiet
'Your smile tattoed my mind...'


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