invisible voices lining the sound-horizons
circle-fenced from the Circumference of a crackling campfire
with the warmth emanating, diffusing across the fair distance
pair of feet hovering beyond the line-fences boundaries
tranquility tapped from the tangencies
the sheer thrill of being unseen yet still included
boxed in the perimeter of bliss---blessed.
blessed of being near but not quite in it
from the periphery of pleasure
just being here but not quite there
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