Darkness

In the darkness
My senses get overloaded

I can hear the steady beat of water from the clouds

I can smell the scent of dew drops made by heaven

I can see the outlines of my room from the confines of my bed

I can feel the silk of my bed sheets, soft under my skin

I can taste the fresh golden breeze circling the air

In the darkness
My senses get overloaded

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