Fingers of a thousand emotions
Grasping, entwined
Like some twisted fate
A turmoil of thoughts
All running wild
From shakra to mind
A picture unclear,
A vision so blurred
A sensation so rare,
A gift to mankind
Never to be tamed
Poet Mike Fitzroy Copyright©2015 All Rights Reserved
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