There’s a void in the clouds A warm palace of tempting pleasure Delicate delight Ease into your tepid bath Shower your blues away The darkness dissolved By the passing light The day divided By the falling night Swallow your fear Clasp the chalice in your hand Sip slowly Now understand Away in atmosphere The voices are growing near Flutter down To forgotten foothills
Indeed, we are all inside the bodies we were given. I don't remember who said it, my buddy told me it and I understood and agreed immediatley.
Kind of like "the soul is not in the body, the body is in the soul." Anyways, I really dig your poem man.
Exactly, we are inside the skin. Thanks man, I really like this one too. It's nice to see you on here man, it's been a while.
