My soul is in your glass,
My heart rages as a sweltering sea,
Blue willows weep as you look past me.
My body stirs as a nameless ship,
A beacon of light to a pirates coin
--Summoned flip.
I've mastered my dreams to make believe,
Spinning tales of a world where we can be.
Islands of visions, moons in star lit skies,
Dark winding roads vanish confusion by brightened fireflies.
Floating in the vast essence of your mind,
Our faces enriched oil without a fading of turpentine.
A picture painting of our history,
A story told of our love,
How it remains and will forever be.
~k
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