Can a fire dance?
the smoothness of the flames,
the hype in which I cry to hear,
the flames rising above me.
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Orange flowers, green the leaves,
Her nighty laying on the floor,
The panting almost invisible,
Condensing on the window cill.
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If there was an ocean-
Where we could store all of our dreams,
Where they could temporally abandon us,
And where we could not abandon them.
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It's a funny day to be candid,
a funny day to be
frank.
It's an odd day to be happy,
...
This there place for
everyone's emotions,
seems to be moving,
and coming through my door.
...
Where it was,
My greater stand- of my body hearted hatred,
For some 'why' I wanted it,
For I don't know why, but I 'needed' it,
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The rain the rain is pouring-
Over hills the rain is pouring-
I look- I'm demolished.
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I should be working,
but how could I possibly?
When I'm addicted to you,
knowing you're addicted to me too.
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Floating on a lilly pad like winter-
your ocean eyes embrace,
and what was all bigotry,
turns into respiration, disappearing.
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This there spot of shadows,
Running over me was a herd of nothing,
Amenity of it all was almost forgotten,
My name is never the same.
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