Need New Dreams Tonight

Getting our rhythm on over here,
under the ever present.
Flowing with the great falls
burned by the fire of love
yet the underlying current, pulsing
sorting things out again
some call it “The Way”
I call it rising like a river
I’ll explain more in my dreams.

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