Thursday 17 January 2002

NOT THE SAME

A breeze like an embrace
Close your eyes, allow it to envelope you
Not happy, not un-happy, calm
There is a place like this
Mine is not the same as yours.
A friend, a place, a moment, a mouthful, a paradise
Anything and everything
But mine is not the same as yours.
Solitude, at peace and war with your thoughts
Senses heightened, cannot see or hear
Memories and futures meld
Molten lava, crawling through time
Picking up the past, building up in magnitude
Danger and beauty
There is a place like this,
But, mine is different to yours.
A time, a fragrance, a gut feeling, a taste, a laugh
All things, but yours is not the same as mine.



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