Sacred Mood

Slow rock back and forth on the deck of dreams
Fall is here and the mist is in the eyegate
Dates appear on the calender of altogether finally
The games have disappeared into thick air
Never to return
The joy of this moment is evident amongst the tribe
Glee replaces sun glare
Peaks and valleys
Mudslides and confiding in secret
Confessions collide with obsessions
Revelatations and reservations argue
A latte on the counter never gets cold
This neighborhood of vintage homes never gets old
Perfect bass lines for a sacred mood
Good then
Bad way back when
Providence in the south east
Foreign film feasts
Comeback trails and open sails on the Potomac
Frames of thoughts like a 35 mm roll
Reflecting dreams in medium format styles
In the dark room and so many places simultaneously 
Many persons in one
Only one you
Influenced by the track “Maybe” by SBTRKT ft. Sampha


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