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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required Love in your bones, perfection, divine, a wandering heart pure is thine? A moment in time, immaculate, sensual, alive, we align. A mass of vibrating energy combines. Lost here, safe there, warm dear? Our love melts crippling fear. There is no divide. No moon owns this colorful tide. So now we jump! Inside my manic depressive ride. Will I? can I? Abide? to society now, I have a bride? Shirtless, shoeless, beard is long, happy am I. Fear not, even King Kong. Wife at home, smoking tea and high. Jesus Christ! I sigh. sigh. sigh.. You pinned my soul, my thoughts and I..... Dreamed to die. My, my, my. Your cold hard shell. I loved you then and wished you well. A living breathing tree did fell. Is it cold in this, your damp black cell? Silence..... Now. For this happy fat sow. Expectations melted, I chose, I allow. By camp fire I love. I warm, with stars above. Tea in hand, lying back, to know someday I will love. I toke on tea, enjoying my smoke. I love it here, so real. Remote. For me, for me, I toast, I joke, this bloke owns nothing. Sorry. I lied. Frothing. I do own something this lovely green smoke. You strive for things, material and plastic, a waste of energy, I think, a joke. Funny you see? means nothing to me, like you I wrote. Happiness is. So very near, its here, shockingly clear. Your mind, your head, to freely choose. Before your old and dead, dead, dead.
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