I am remembering darkness
Having to only rely on touch in order to see you
Seeing silence dance around us
The world had stopped moving
And we thrived--
Without any source of light
But that which burst from within
I am remembering the taste of forbidden fruit
How its scent lingered way past the October dawn
Baptizing in what remained
And rising feeling anew
Now I could see you.
Inspired by "I Am Looking At Music" from Love Jones.
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