Feeling beyond the soul's secret
Fathom it,experience it.
Taste like a drop,from the Honey-Hive;
Tittering mind and tipple to me,
Is that drop in its subtle form.
Longing for that spell
Where emotion meets emotions.
Tranquil mind yet unquenched
Tickle it and dance to its tunes
Along the desolate valleys.
Lost to that feel
Until wideopen are those heavenly doors....
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