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I am thinking
With no particular concepts on mind
Or constraints to bare
I have grown
Completely bored of all
Means of entertainment
I gaze
With my thoughts
Clearly and softly
Intensely
I listen
Through the sounds
Deeply, Deeply in everything
I would love
If love had a phone number
A pretty smile, and a loving touch
We would love
Again with no particular concepts in mind
Or constraints to bare.
We would be Loving,
Thinking, listening openly
And gazing into each other,
Eyes together we could
Grow to be ten feet tall
Or to be a hundred years old.
Together we would grow
With no particular concepts on mind
Or constraints to bare.
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I am thinking
With no particular concepts on mind
Or constraints to bare
I have grown
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I
The Fireblossoms
Locked in the cold restlessness of the winter season
Lies the heat of a light, born of the long-past
And drifting
Confused
"I don't know what I'm doing"
This thought screams in my mind
As your lips tentatively caress mine.
"I don't know what
The life we share together,
Our eyes meet and our hands touch,
Our time we give, but a secret is must stay,
You give your love
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