Elsewhere

A whisper of sound

Caresses my skin

Bringing with it

Tales of a foreign land

The story resonates

Within me

Like the song of a black dove

The pungent scents

Of unknown spices

The pale sense 

Of unknown stars

To be elsewhere

To experience newness

Is desired

Required 

Necessary

I wish 

To eat this world 

And other worlds

Too

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