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The energy moves

The waves crash over me

And I am awash in others

Suddenly the corporeal doesn't matter

It's all color and shade,

Hue and sensation,

Flavor and smell

Everything that is otherwise phantom

Is suddenly real

And all-important

One burns hot as fire

And the heat draws me in

Makes me as a moth to flame

I am attracted

But I don't dare touch

He is wood smoke and Jack

Marijuana and tobacco

Salt, grit, and musk

And I gravitate to him

But I am afraid

Mostly of rejection

But also of acceptance

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