Where sunlight's feel keeps it mellow
Black packaging does null
To conceal its manifest beauty
It exclusive enhances its celestial passion
Forcing it into a newborn reality
Only those soulful sufficiency to comprehend
Can genuinely understand
Yes, my vapors are enwrapped up
All equal up with white
And, oh, so very, rattling jazzy
Like the uncreased sassiness
Of Dave Koz, Kenny G and martyr Benson
Or same the feeling of martyr Clinton
Akin to Gerald Albright
On a blistering season night
Laced with periodicity and upbeat, emotional lyrics
With the twine signaling its possess tune
Embracing my mood
Caressing me, sending me on a journey
Of unfathomable bliss
Yes, my vapors are enwrapped up
Tinged with humour depression
Only transfer to compound its attraction
It struts and captivates, transfer its listeners
To a climaxing crescendo
Satisfying the deepest longings of our intrinsic being
And elevating us to an unrepentant altitude
Yes, my vapors are enwrapped up
Sometimes masquerading as gospel
Its likewise deep, likewise wide, and oh, so rattling sweet
Hid among the stilly solitude
Of an ever dynamical melody
On a most persistent evening
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