Dancing Hearts
The clay of molten pot cracks
Spittles of honey moisten my tongue
A touch of satisfaction heightens emotion
Overwhelmed with sounds that inspire
Memories refreshed
Mind is calm
My being follows each rhythm
Make music
Mask my thoughts with pure vinegar
Dreams come true
If only we see
Happiness is our true essence
Copyright © Renaissance Man | Year Posted 2023
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