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The thoughts in my head right now
If they could escape my mind
And be made flesh
I have no doubt
That I’d lose myself in the kind of rapture
That makes one believe
That The Powers That Be –
Something beyond me
May have tasted the joys of pleasure
And joy
And ecstacy
And what it feels like
To let go
With no plan
Or fear
And never knowing
What happens beyond the point
Where Earth meets Heaven
And I’m not me and you’re not you
And we are something more
We’re Love
Feeling it truly
For every sensation
That it was intended for . . .