In your hazy intoxication
With the wines of your own vines
Flow
An elated spring
A drowsy river
A sole rainfall in the corner of winter
Immersed into being
Immersed into being
Drenched like a honeycomb in your golden waves
Love, cry and whirl
Flow
Flow
Flow
I shall not hide behind my fingers
I shall not hide behind my fingers
I shall not apologize for you
Lead and I follow
Lead and I follow
Sing and I dance
Pause and I pray
That your light never fades away
But into cosmic dust
Amal - Jan 2015
Amal - Jan 2015
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