Rythm intoxicating heartbeat
Rises, vibration; spilling into the blank. Empty fragrant awakening haze in the corner of my eye.
The stunning /momentarily aware/ of my breathing.
The taste of almonds leaves with the now distant mumur.
Still, alone. To remember the music; and feel it start again.
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