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Held in its Rythym

Held in its Rythym

I hear the echo of beautiful stanza,
An ambience of chorus & foreign song,
They allure my senses and hidden dancer,
I lay content and sway along.

I leave the vessel I call my own,
My heart in rhythm, my mind in flee,
For a moment I relish that I am alone,
My dreams I enter for only me to see.

At peace I ponder its origin and smile,
At home in bed receiver of bliss,
I forget myself been laid a while,
Embraced in dusk and moonlights kiss.

Before I sleep, I awake and share,
The lyrical beauty of starry night,
Captured by my wanton ear,
I close my eyes and feel in sight.


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