Soft glimpses, those moments in which life's reason exists
When questions cease and time wavers somewhere below
To feel, to understand, flesh can burn and you'll remain
I can hear the white keys plucking the iron strings, velvet hum and mood
Like the grain of a pear with its bumpy smooth fiber melting on your tongue
Living streams of pleasure saturating your buds, and the growth of a woman
The clock has lied and truth never hissed nor ticked but sung
These are the sacrificed stings of trying to conform and the lilac smells of being free
Who can not thank their troubles when one loves to laugh?
The time of awe doesn't package gifts of pure joy but treasures conquering, earned and understood
Bless those who force lessons, humbling those who run
Smooth feeling, mellow, innocent with dirt under the nail beds
How do you describe discovery or light?
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