Our balance of Karma
sitting like a lily
waiting for rain
when sun won't cease
oh sun, come and
bring your warmth
on my broken skin
sing down your hymn
saw me in half
like a magician,
like some secular
sign, some 666
dance your wild dance
on my soul oh sun
dance your wild dance
son, dance
Saturday, October 6, 2012
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