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NIGHTS WITH THE KING

Author  The Osmosis~
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On this day
The atmosphere was clear and cozy
Welcoming guests of western breeze
The curtain to the verandah
being tossed to and fro
By the whisphers of the wind.
Then, I saw that graceful gait
The voluptous meal, rotund and attractive.
Then, I felt that warm soothing touch
That sent messages of calmness through my veins -
"The touch of Midas" that turned even my little weakness to a costly servant of evil.
And I left myself; I was not myself.
Then soflty and sweetly came the light alluring voice
That sounded like the many voices of Beethoven's music -
Charming and calling were the silvery eyelids
Calling to my little weakness - my body,
Saying come and see
Saying come and chill.
And I remembered my God
And the voluptous meal seeming like Pharaoh
Oh! I ran until I lost my strength.
I fled until I woke up from my slumber
And misery jumped out of my bosom.
And I afterwards began to enjoy NIGHTS WITH THE KING.



NIGHTS WITH THE KING

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