When a heart slows, beating into the mist
When footsteps disconnect, reality bleeding
Eyes tunnel
Voices funnel
The overload begins, the mind retreats
Neurons firing in slowmo
Curling foetal, dreams warmth embracing
Clawing rest, wresting the peace
It will come, it floats through
It curls and folds
It draws and caresses
It speaks
Can't fight it
Process light it
Fuse ignite it
Oils flowing, warming
Flames passion, intimate touch
Breathe and whisper
We are here, we are one
We sleep and dream, live and scream
We shout our love through the mist
The overload retreats
And we rest in the afterglow
We are one
We are
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