Your hand touches my back, a gentle caress, delicate and fine, like a touch of summer happiness, it doesn't leave me alone.
A spark jumps from you to me, a quiet, warm light, in this moment, so clear, I don't lose myself.
Your closeness, so familiar, a comfort in dark times, in your arm, so gently built, I find security.
Flo
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touch your delicate skin, feel the warmth and gentleness that takes me into a moment of complete peace
Flo
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A stream of thoughts, wild and free,
They flow through your head like an endless sea,
Sometimes clear, often a mess,
A tangled mess that won't let me go, heavy.
Thoughts of yesterday, of tomorrow, of now,
They dance and whirl, don't let me rest,
A constant rush that never ends,
A whisper, a scream, a silent action.
Sometimes I wish they would be quiet
A moment of calm, a moment of clarity,
But then I realize they are a part of me,
A mirror of my soul, my truth.
That's how I accept it, this flood of thoughts,
Learn to swim instead of drowning
'Cause in this chaos I find myself,
In the depths of my thoughts, I can reconnect.
Flo 🫶
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I have become very cynical about all religions. But I believe in the Golden Rule: Whatever you don't want someone to do to you, don't do it to anyone else.
Billy Joel 🫶
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