Eclectic Moss

Pleasant melody please me

Sweet liqueur to lips

Passing whispers, tears flood

And you are there

Chains not metal, dare

Shooting stars across canvas

Strike a match

They will run

And you are there

Clang, metal rattles

Shimmering bristles in the sun

Connect the wires in my room

Squeeze the life that is the heart

Pressing skin in so much

And we are all there

Beating drums are glowing lights

Flick switch, colours bloom

Complete the circle, cycle again

And you are there

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