Flowing
A stream is flowing gently in my ear,
The chirping of the birds is flowing near.
A woman's voice is flowing past my eyes,
And falling rain like voices echoes sighs.
Starlight is flowing through the velvet night,
My heart is flowing in the pale moonlight.
A glass of wine, a puff of smoke drift by,
My very life is flowing as time goes by.
I wake from sleep, my dream is flowing too,
A cat's sharp gaze is flowing clear and true.
I come back home,
A cat's sweet scent is flowing through the air,
And I am flowing there.
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