Rhapsodic demeanor,
From the estuary by the river,

Rumbling into a paralytic cliche,
as the tears of salt meets the ocean.

I let my soul chasm to the rhythms of her heart proclaimed,
Until the rhythmic depth reverberates back,
as the sand churning against the shore.

Lost notes enclosing a wave in a sound,
as I sing with a tune that fleece.

Soaring under a sky of ruby,
beginning and ending within a moment's glow.

Nowhere yet everywhere,
chorus in a ceiling ballet lashing into the sand.

I gatherwhirling around upon the midnight zephyr,
a vision that sings a beyond the fleeting winds,
until a sound meet it's reign as days done by.


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