wolf bites and battle wounds
and daisies falling from the sky.
eyes with that love-crazed, creativity-infused glare
a look that scares me and inspires me all at once.
tye-dye bedspreads and bass drums...
cigarettes breaks and philosophy banter...
hidden bottles of cactus and stolen kisses
behind painters and poets...
tibetan bowls and tambourines...
...and the love of the bay city's name.
unconditional love between strangers blooms
and unity sweeps over us
enveloping the building in it's embrace.
and just for a moment we forget what we think we know
and see with such clarity
how we are all ONE.
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