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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required Fantasies float through the psyche Replacing all thoughts of miscommunication Infatuation and lustful Inspirations of a lesser form Gurgle over closed eyes and slanted head Leaning toward the floor My pencil keeps tapping the side of the paper Blank even though the mind is sprinting Light-years per hour Teachers keep screaming, it's really no great matter getting A's doesn't help wealth become saturated in front of me Reality is what we make it Quantum physics parallel themselves with simple stimulation Recreating minutes of past enchantments And prior engagements I can barely remember my head on your chest The beat beat beating of the affection throws off The pulse of my dance It's so long ago that we dreamt In sync with the scent of his colonge playing with my flowery fragrance on the pillow Memories of purer days and longer nights Butterflies floating up the stomach to embellish comfort of wet kisses Butterflies are ridiculous now but i still think about them with a smile on my lips So sentimental the ability to remember hinders Revolutions of the minute hand I am unable to step forward and move again If I take a leap Into the arms of another, will you still remember me? Repairing of broken vases always show The cuts and replacements of arteries and wounds that bleed Internally though beneath it all the emptiness is still there The haze is thick enough to let aspirations cut through Too far away to let myself go So close I feel the drifting of the heart and soul Chattering birds keep chanting monotone drones Spring time is close but the heart is still an Icebox Beat-box filters through the door with Adolescents too young to understand That if I lift my head then it won't go down again It's dangerous to assume I'm listening because I'm never there Artistic muses fail to appear if sanity is near Only once I start to open the eyes and breathe Day-dreaming is never a crime As long as I can revisit Sunday afternoons with open windows Lay down again, close the mind and smell the perfume of the ghosts of time
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