Karmiel Saviors
Gin smooth, finely named
Gordon’s
Music beating into my
soul, no cordons
Dark thunder mind
approaching, hear the screaming
Dread rises as once again
the rock face approaching
Suddenly sweet sounds
above the music
Wonderful fragrance fills
the air as if intrinsic
My saviors appear as if
wished by a faerie godmother
Warm embraces, delicate
touches, like no other
Beautiful feminine eyes, gentle
glances reach my soul
An instant of heaven,
delight filled world, everyone’s goal
Raise the music, abandon
all tears
Keren, Carmit spread
happiness to crush all fears
Serendipity or divine hand
the guide
Turn left or right, stand
still as you might
Embrace risk, do something
rather than nothing for you sanity
Future is now, down the
street sublime humanity
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