To Enigma
I crave to taste
The light of your smile
Drink the golden
Warmth of your face
Your spirit a gift
I value dear
Happiness the code
My jest the key
In laughter I trust
The addict in me
To Enigma
I crave to taste
The light of your smile
Drink the golden
Warmth of your face
Your spirit a gift
I value dear
Happiness the code
My jest the key
In laughter I trust
The addict in me
Birds make great sky circles of their freedom
How do they do it?
They fall
And in falling, they’re given wings
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