The Trance’s Calling

Let me dry away the tears

You drown in glasses of wine

Let me take your hand to the sheets

The colours have long pined

I’m the trance you look for;

I’m the morsel of your fast.

I’m the perfect scenery,

Come I’ll make the music last.

Contemplated long, which you want to choose;

Walk for a little while, you’d realise the road’s never the foe.

Pick the brush and lay that tray

Splash like frantic bring spring in May.

Love the journey, let go out of phase,

Just a moment is never true!



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