Even though sad,
And off the edge.
My pain channeled.
My mind paused.
Became an irresistible muse.
Music of angels drove me.
I found myself with a rare elixir in my hand.
I was high on your words as dreamt of your kind touch.
Collaboration Amethyste & Jim Musics
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A euphoric state of love spoken of in this poem. Nicely said in so few words. Very nice
Thank you.
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