Intriguing, intricate and interesting patterns,
swirling, whirling around my “face”.
I am not in my body
but completely in another space.
I feel the love pour through me.
It permeates my being .
I am in the love. The love is in me.
This is a whole new way of “seeing“.
Intriguing, intricate and interesting patterns,
swirling, whirling around my “face”.
I am not in my body
but completely in another space.
Through this love, I am lifted higher…
Away from fear, lust or desire.
I am free. I am loved.
I am in love. Love is in me.
Intriguing, intricate and interesting patterns,
swirling, whirling around my “face”.
I am not in my body
but completely in another space.
Gentle smiles surround me
nodding hearts give flight,
I am welcomed home
in the middle of the night.
Intriguing, intricate and interesting patterns,
swirling, whirling around my “face”.
I am not in my body
but completely in another space.
Do I, perchance, this love, permanently embrace?
Do I get to stay in this sacred space?
Or, must I return to my duties instead?
Do I return to the sleeping body on the bed?
Intriguing, intricate and interesting patterns,
swirling, whirling around my “face”.
I am not in my body
but completely in another space.

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