Sometimes things are closed
Like windows on an empty street
Not this time though
First drink, the glow, the heat
A piece of morning sun
Swallowed with a grin
Shooting sparks within
Shower everyone
Bliss
Up to the skylight
These walls are warm again
Out of my right mind
This feeling
Old absent friend
A piece of morning sun
Swallowed with a grin
Shooting sparks within
Shower everyone
Bliss
My violet sea receding like an empty threat
Could it be I’m free?
I’ve paid the debt?
Bliss
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