Pipes

August 11, 2013 | By | Add a Comment

Pipes, and fire, underneath the stars,
Smoke, crickets, near and afar.
Cold, darkness, unaware of time,
Sounds, silence, intoxicate like wine.
Friendship, honesty, a shared lack of longing,
Souls, together, impressions of belonging.
The world, distractions, melted away like wax,
Here, finally, a place to relax.

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