Dry Lips
The morning sun is dodging in the sky
Warming the grey clouds with radiance of love
And the wind passes swiftly in the bright blue mist
And the moisture wet my dry cracked lips
Something magnetic swept me away in an ecstatic bliss
And my soul found refuge in the bosom sea.
I stood there for a while entranced in the
Solitude of the distant sun
And I felt my spirit breaking barriers
Upon barriers until I reached the pinnacle
The clouds quickly fades and rolled the
Dark shadows away and the earth shakes
I saw you watching with a distant gaze
And the heavens part the sky and
Streaks of light lit up the morning sky
And the wind began to blow sending chills
Everywhere causing my heart to fear
It was like winter was pushing a sonic
Sound in the ground and all the animals gather around
And angel like creature from out of space
Were dancing around and shaking the trees
Something peculiar happen and a figure emerge
From the sea and pushed the temperature
Below minus zero degree and winter suddenly
Gave birth in the middle of the sea.
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