Monday, 14 December 2015

Rachmaninoff

I love the way goosebumps cover me from head to toe
every time I listen to this song of yours
And my skin feels as though it's expanding with bliss
As though I will explode with joy
and I hold my breath until the last chord
Filled with immense benevolence




Written Monday, December 14, 2015 - 10:22am

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