Kisses of Notes

Submitted by : ponderings on Think

Kisses of notes whetted my skin, tingled my senses, and I bobbed in rhyme,
But the dance was ephemeral and the music stopped.
Kisses of notes permeated through to the treasures of my heart and I met ecstasy:
We soared in a dance of flight,
I twirled with the gift of song,
And in its beauty,
In the sparkles of rhythym, I met the reality that is my Maker
And drank of the dance that is His Nourishment

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