my spirit awakens to your touch
pressing your lips to my mouth
I begin to sing
in a new tongue
open your ears and you will hear
songs from the
heart of the jungle
whistling -
through the mountain air
ancient vessel , come travel with me
layered in clay from the earth
carvings from an artisan
hand
you breathe new life into me
awakening harmonic chambers
rising to a new
consciousness
your lungs filling my spirit
I feel alive with each note
frequency of love circulates
releasing pent up energy
we explode in the magic
picture credit: Lascar Machu Picchu
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