Is it just my imagination?
…..Or did the whole world turn sweeter?
In the flash of a synapse
a hair's breadth away?
Nothing really shifted.
But it did anyway.
Your hand gently brushed aside
My hair…….No! my face.
And behind my face - the whole human race!
Galaxies spinning, in sync with my cells
Angels and devils, whistles and bells.
Insight comes streaming, like Light through the eye
Seriously sober, curiously high.
A dark liquid throbbing.
A pulsating sound.
I don’t recognize it….
I think its the ground.
But wait—its my heart, my heart!
My heart’s in the journey at last
The Motive and Motor
The Divine Promoter
The Dark Saboteur
The Hummer of Love.
My heart.
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