Pulse (Violet) from Pink Lion by Pink Lion

In this silent moment
Time flows
The rate creates friction
With the input from our senses
And the vibration caresses us both

Our unexplainable sense of oneness flutters, fluctuates
Harmonically interacting with our surroundings
All merging into one

No music or sound can amplify this moment
The intensity at its peak
Giving no room to doubt or to think
No action or distraction beyond involuntary appreciation

A moment that contains meaning
Which points directly to what art tries to recreate
Beautifully in vain

And through its deafening silence
I understand poetry for the first time

And it’s not the alcohol or the drugs
Or anything else you might try to “blame”
For my rare spoken-out-loud train of thoughts
That has again and again crushed our conversations

It is just you
The one drug
I am helplessly addicted to

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