Solidifying plans in curious circumstances.
Hoping to invent envious sounds and pious
tones of words put together to make sense.
Beautiful definitions set out in lace, taking
opportunities to make life more exacting,
precise, artful and keen.
Sensing feelings just below the surface of
consciousness, attaching meaning to inner
workings of intellect.
Circling forever, tender emotions, bringing
them into corrals of being.
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