Rock me softly, like the motion of the tide, The swinging of a hammock under blue translucent skies; The progress of a slow train, across the iron track, hypnotic in it's rhythm; caressing heart and mind. Dance me softly, 'round the circles in the sand, To the sound of a lone drummer marching across the desert land; The unknown steps evolving, in perfect synchrony, creating a calm haven; melting away the fear. Lead me softly through the image in your mind, The ideas and emotions in song translation find; The preciousness of friendship so beautifully described, poetic in it's nature; enchanting as a dream.
Reason for writing:
someone is rocking my world.
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