Love has never known me in a true way
It has been mysterious to my heart
Must I wear out my mind, now it will fray
I search for the secret in my own start
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I am a road incomplete
A dream being dreampt
A leaf from a busy tree
A note from a high pitched vioce
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An angel came to me this afternoon
His voice like wind chimes under the moon
He spoke not to me but to my heart
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I have come to the conclusion
Of the hair allusion
They say blonds have the most fun
And redheads spend to much time in the sun
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Is it possible for two beings to be morphed into one
I mean is it real? How is this done?
Two separate minds turned into a single thought
Just when it happens it cannot be fought
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I am not an ocean
I do not surround the world
Not with distress and separation
Not a tiger
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Reconize
The soft dust sprinkles in the sunlight
The little pink tongue of a baby colt
Shiny leather
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Sonnet 74
Love has never known me in a true way
It has been mysterious to my heart
Must I wear out my mind, now it will fray
I search for the secret in my own start
Shall I look through the forest of all time?
But if I run I could slip and risk the hurt
Shall I walk? To have enough strength to climb
The steep mountain range of tears and black dirt
Love is not real when it is search’d for
Let it find you, for then true it will be
Though patience is a virtue it will soar
When true love has been releas’d now free
These are just words of my mind’s perspective
Adoration is yours only to live