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If we put thoughts into action, It would start a chain of events that would enfold to encompass The length and breath of our very being If we touched, Sparks would fly Starting a fire within consuming us in it's sensuality If we looked we would see the beauty Surrounding us with warmth Pulsating with a life of it's own. If we could hear, The silence would be filled with The sound of an early morning Filled with serenity If we could taste, Our senses would thirst for living Water as pure as the driven snow. Frani March 1999