SkydivingWhat do you smell?

What do you hear?

What do you sell?

What do you fear?

Lusting shadows in my mind

I feel you when I am blind,

feel you right inside my soul

Lost to fever, no control…

See what you see

Feel what you feel

Today you’re free

Undress beliefs that just conceal

this little brink of endless paradise;

Feel with your hands

… hear with your eyes

Erase all plans…

Let your soul rise…

It’s gonna be you, gonna be me

Be everything, a passing truth

will be a place where we agree

on the passion of our youth

will be prose in rhyming thoughts

where we’ll be taking all our shots.

It will be you, it will be me,

it will be the place we will just be.


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