The Experience
I need to see these places
To know that they exist
Breathe them in and taste
For my soul, to be kissed
Bare feet on foundation
The fairytales are built
Perceive the vibration
Clothed in the fine silk
Braise my fingers along
The majestic interiors
Describe them in song
Without this awkward barrier
Opening a book
May be all that you require
But I cannot only look
I need to feel the fire
I long to step inside
So, it becomes a part of me
To experience the ride
And believe, wholeheartedly
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