it is nice to be drunk
i know that feeling
no hesitations, no restraint
what is there is that
flowing feeling, that well
wished spontaneity,
and so here i am
drunk of wine
drunk of you
drunk of love
drunk of practically everything
and i am writing
do you feel it?
do you feel love gushing forth like
the wind
from one window to another from one
space to another space
to the world to the milky way to another
galaxy
you hear a sound
it is so sweet
you feel life
it is pulsating in your veins
you taste love from one lip to another
from one thigh to another thigh
you do not care about names anymore
or what place is this
you float like a spirit
you sense this freedom
this being anywhere
you are alive
and that is the only thing that matters...
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