We swing on the wind
We’re unraveling
I inhale your touch
We are traveling
I am where you are from
And I love you much
Taste it on my tongue
Sing it in this song
Here lives my love
Here hides the sacred
This is where I sleep
Where I become The Pagan- "The Pagan", song by Lolly Jane Blue and The Hunters
Yeah, it is the “little gift” I was talking about. Literally forced myself to finish this. 100% inspired by the song.
