Walking into the night, down the long straight path,
It wasn’t exactly night, the sun had just gone down,
There we were, my soul and I,
Looking for magic, without even knowing,
The leaves seemed to glow, with a light not of this world,
The insects, I think they were insects,
Composed sonatas, I’m sure they were sonatas,
So I danced, like I’d always wanted,
No one saw me move, in that rhythm older than time,
Freedom, heady and rich, filling my arteries with fire,
So I opened my mouth, to taste joy,
It slid past my tongue, tingling every cell with current,
In the middle of a lonely road, I found me,
I’d had no clue, how lost I’d been.
Thanks Imma aka D’dream for inspiring this.