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Colorless Green Ideas

It might be if I were or will be there,
I would somehow dance inside your hair,
But then again, I'd say that I am here-
The elemental joy of being near-

Around and inside yourself, myself-
Like books, that sleep or slept upon the shelf,
Miasmically and tragically appear-
Sweet sonorous, you beam and laugh, unfolding,
We are indeed inseparable, holding,

Caressing our memories, my dear-
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Colorless Green Ideas
Friday, January 8, 2010
Topic(s) of this poem: poetry
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Very imaginative. draws you in as you read! Well penned; D

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