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You Take With You The Music

When you go you take with you the music.

I am left with that solitary moment of injustice inquiring oneself.

Of a rhythm occupying palpitations that waver blood into a certain sea of red entering the stratosphere…

 

There I sink and live in my liveliest.

 

There, I sleep within a maddening cocoon. Dreams yearn the chisel of your rough hands…Fluorescent fish and waves harbor a dance from your silhouette...How you shimmer...

 

Moving.

Your soul singing silent holograms.

 

© Mimi Caneda Mata



 

◄ Don’t Worry Mama, Don’t Worry Papa

...Their Souls... ►

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Raj Ferds

Sat 17th Aug 2019 09:01

Love it. Love it. I feel so connected.
There is an intensity of thought and emotion trhat is so endearing Mimi.

I want more!
Namaste.
Raj

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