art by Rassouli
amplified in its dark and captivating trance:
“I bid thee sweet and delectable dreams, my dear”,
and left me swaying ~ gently ~ in a soothing dance. His voice held me firm yet gentle, In a protective embrace. I felt all my chains release me Of fear, there was no trace Released from its captive cage,
I felt my soul ascending
Into a sweet and delectable dream un-ending.
