Letting the rhythm of your style open me with
passion you and I only have come to know.
Amazed by the methods, simple desires and
power from which your river flows.
Rotating around you and conversing with the
rays of your sun. Reeling me in closer with your
Intelligence and making me one of the chosen ones.
Soaring through your sky with ambition and
hearing the rumbling sound of your voice that
race through my every aperture. Riding the
intensified surge of your hypnotic will and letting
new sound waves hold me in their capture.
Vibrating in your dimension and giving you
the right to take over me. Oh, by the way, I'm
talking about poetry.
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