Zen mode
when we become the flame
that bears the holy name
as pheromones mingle
betwixt each bliss tingle
the hum of magnetism
pulsates in body prism
everywhere all at once
as heartbeat of God’s pulse
Copyright © Unseeking Seeker | Year Posted 2024
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