Brightening spirit within the dancing coloured lights when the words will not reveal their mystery in their memories of twinkling feelings
Saturday, August 11, 2012
Feeling of the Music
The music disturbs somewhat changing the easy place I might have found myself in, somewhere, an unintentional destination, a place that just happened to come to me when I wasn't looking, and I settle into this moment through this particular sound and my eyes feel and I tighten, and the music is in me once again.
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