My thought is now electric and something fabulous
will happen if you so much as think of it and roses
will  remind you of me but once  do you touch my thought
which perishes each moment  each moment a new sun
born freer than the last now dying  one

My heart is now cosmic filled with silence and wonders
waiting to happen if you so much as touch it with color
from dreams of your childhood  entering your life in ways
you had only imagined unicorns sometimes understood
in magical moments beyond the good

My mind is now mystic and diffuses gently the light
flowing into you if you so much as breathe it vibrantly
rushing into those distant dark corners of your heart
which you had never tried to touch nor ever known
but spirit now calls to call them your own

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