If you think that no-one cares
Tell it to the man upstairs
Selfish people do their thing
On a prayer and a wing
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Today....
I want to be your undergarment.
Stay close to you all day.
Picnic in your mossy field
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You...
are the settling of my morning now
the scorch where fire brands in signals
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There was something in the sugar that day
Friendships were sweetened, no delays
All stirrings within the heart of Tehran
Pictures were perfect, by a Ballina palm
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I toast you in silence,
watching you sleep,
as an occasional smile
scurries across your face,
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Last night..
it was a simple one,
two colours
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At first there is throb
Second only to strum,
Fiddle strung together
it makes music to come.
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I found as vision, natural bling
Cutest of bird, tho' green of some things
I took it as duty
to check smell for fruity
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