Why are my thoughts of you
So low?
When the sunset sails into
Titanic reds
Snarls of eager orange
And yellow, quickly-gone
Snatched into a kingly birth
Why are my thoughts of you
So low?
Could I but catch the sky,
Maybe find your hidden heel
Are your footsteps just too high
For a mind recklessly below
To feel?
I stretch my mind impossibly
Against the chaptered heavens
Fingers run red-soaked words
Thinking through the narrow gate
To someway sail my thoughts on high
And peer at the infinite corner
I'm bad at vulnerability I like to tie off places Where mess might hide Might wander in to introduce themself Until I'm all kn...
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To slumber And not be tossed about Like an incomplete formula In the mind of a mathematician Is a good thing The solution Lies in reme...
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She shares the blame For Adam's fall So secure, attractive Brilliant in a certain view The essence of Enlightenment I see her raise her ...
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Shadow Simon says: somewhere along the way Shadow Simon says: you've lost sight of who you are Shadow Simon says: and you lost the words...
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