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when the mucic play, my mind becomes like an angel
soaring to the highest heavens my heart floats as then notes enter my body and reach the ecstasy of the soul
it rains down on me like a soft summer rain
spilling into the very fibers of my bain
it soothes and i feel no more pain the feeling of flowing with the tides isn't the same
i want to run throught the fields arms outstretched and dancing with the eagles
soaring throught he sky theirwings floating oh high
The movement and rhythm is like not other it moves your being
shuddering from the notes without seeing
each sound of the instrument brings chills buildingn up, up, up to then only bring you down with a gentle sigh
Exquisite tendernes, like a man's soft lips running down my thigh, it moves me to want to cvry, from the sheer delight
as my soul reaches the greatest highs.