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I am joined by singing birds as I walk alongside
the sandy sidewalk. And suddenly it starts to rain the heat creates a coral steam like that puts me in a dreamlike haze. Caught dancing like a child in my one-piece cutout & rosy cheeks. Red-handed as if a free man imprisoned for years now completely free. Raindrops are now crashing. I even taste them as I use to as a child and I realize I’m the goddess I’ve always wanted to be I've always been here. But now I’m ready to receive. Out of nowhere a scent of fresh oranges
call my name as it diffuses from a window in the yellow heat. Some say I see the world in a beautiful way. Que sera, sera, but I keep the faith you will join me one day.
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You are air
The wind
As you flow
So Bare
And you care
And stare
As you brush through my hair
You are my ocean blue
You look so good in blue
Boy, my boy,
As I stroke through your hair
Your eyes tell me the future
We can be vain
What can we say
We're tigers not ******* bears
You Worship me
And I Worship you too
I'm the King
But for you I'll be your Queen
And you are my forever King
My ideal dream
Best friends at heart
And lovers that finally meet.
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Allow nothing
to slow
your pace
or affect
your energy
stay forever
flowing baby
you are air
and they just tear
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Yet, again a dual duplicate
Edge of the night I arise
I flee the scene
It’s frigid and so chilly
I gasp with a puff and whiff of
a coral blooded breeze
My kitty on edge and alarmed
A feeling of mind-bending pastimes
Both portals wide & unsealed
These halls
Hold dreary & dismal riddles
Just waiting to be solved
Such a common carmine illusion
One spine chilling
Second time a state of art
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I have never met you
But I heard your energy is so divine
I have never been near you
But I heard the air is so fine.

I used to fancy about you day in & out
Until you became overplayed and so overhyped
I used to count the days until I'd meet you
But then I found out you were just like everyone else
Even after all the push & pulls
I see you in a new & queer light
I see you in pure faces in the open air
I made you a reverie
Until I realized you were a lie
My days have reformed
I want to live and breathe the voyage
Things I haven't yet seduced.

Still, I haven't met you
But somehow I know we have met before
Just in another past-life
I have never met you but I am so sure we will again
You go beyond space, time, skin, body, & mind
So, I'm telling you I'm so sure we will meet again in time
Just forget about how & when
So personal to me
I gave up my knowing
It doesn't belong anymore
If I'm listening closely I hear you whisper my name
In dark streets during the night
If I look closely I see you outside of my glass screen door
Just waiting to be let in.

You once met me and rooted passion & desire within me
Binding me to you
When I lose my creed
Your love bleeds igniting me
The knowing we will meet again
I thought I was oh so high
Until the word
You are oh so high oh mighty.
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Fascination & Disappearing
We Dissolve into pieces of Affection
The land of Appreciation
The corner of Devotion
We Lie & Dream
Watch time pass by
We follow the Beam
The rapture of Tenderness
The field of Lust & Yearning
Cherishing the Contentment
We Cling to each other
A Cozy Frenzy
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You aren’t ready
But when you are come and find me
My majestic maroon
By the bay
Throwing out stormi for new gold
My quicksilver
Sitting by the Cherry blossoms below
The sun ray's enlight tis season
Some kinda green sheen
Beats beating through my ears
I was just feeling senseless
Floating like engine oil
Painting groundless
Cooking up magic potions
Cause I’m so baseless
Can you be fearless, a little senseless
My wintergreen dream
Cause life can be so stubborn and sobering
So I’m maybe not a little tamales
A shiny shamrock
I am certain sure
You’ll be a satisfying solid sound
A cinnamon stain
Very compelling and convincing
A polished pine
Because you are so well grounded
Rose quarters are envious
So we have never met
But can we have a cup of coffee?
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