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Saturday, April 22, 2017

Memories of When (tentative title)


[Poet's Note: This was written off the top of my head - stream of consciousness if you will - after a cocktail, late at night, and when I really should have gone to bed.]

It was a dream I felt from way back when
The kind that tingled your spine and made you smile inside and out
The goose pimples that hit you in waves and almost smacked you senseless
The glee that danced across your skin and twirled you across the dancefloor
The smiles in your heart
The embrace of the world - of your world
Your people
Your kin
Your universe exploding in joyous rapture and fulfillment
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Where have those days gone?
I miss them


4/20/17 @ 12:30am

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