The Experience of Hearing Poetry
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Warm laps of water beat down my skin. I feel reknewed again. Its a soft beating rhythmn that pierces my soul, A constant shift in tone that makes my heart tighten. I feel the flow down my body to my toes as Im eaten inside out, Gorge upon my emotions as the voice takes me slowly. Then I am gone, lost entirely to sound and feel. I am no longer a bound human soul, I am a thought, Unrestrained and held only by the minds that keep me, So keep me.