Terrene euphoria.

I’ll be hiding somewhere on these virgin lands

Near that place I’ve never been

Maybe … I’ll leave a few subtle footsteps on the grass

Youth fragrance hanging on a tree’s branch.

Hear my breath in every dancing leaf

Eccentric sparkles of  light outlining my path

Alluring chants as a guide to wild life

Resuming stories in simple pulsating beats. 

Through all this, I want to lose myself. 

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