In a peaceful valley, I wonder if my heart has any place here;
If its presence will undo the beauty all around.
Because, you know, I'm a trembler, a bender,
Adrift against each crashing bellow.
Lilies dance under your fingertips -
Mr. Sunshine's rays kiss your skin, and leave us new.
Feeling transformed; transcended - undone, and lightheaded.
I came all this way because you asked me to.
Each grasp comes untied in my arms,
Falling sheathes flowing out of my heart.
Mingling with these new tears we shed -
Mingling tears with joy - we dance them underfoot.
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