A leo's grey
An aquarius ray
Upon a vivd silk we tread.
Earthly showers
Bring moonface craters
Like butter with daily bread.
While in our head
Within lush beds
Lie a benign state between the stones.
Electric fever
From vinyl dream weaver
A dance that echoes from our bones.
Still we sleep
In turn to reach
A state of peace before we're done
As our tide rises with the sun.
JKLM
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