Land
- Sep 22, 2017
- 1 min read
For if it is land, may I land in your arms
The waves have rocked me as much as I can stand, not for sand man to take me to slumber
I am in search of paradise, no longer do I think twice I know exactly what I want
Unmistakable pleasures solely, enticed by mental stimulations
Vibrations that move the current mood to higher ground where there are no limits
Roaring from the storm, instincts say seek shelter, while the heart wants to dance in the rain
So yes take my hand, gaze in my brown eyes and travel to the land of Ecstasy.
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