Extremely
Eccentric
No waste
OF mind
Takes time
Takes thought
Takes flight
Each night
Sleep comes
Close
To finishing
Thoughts unsaid
Repaid
What's Lost
Can't find
Don't Mind
The shine
Comes close
Each time
Inside my head
Thoughts close around
Wraps
Itself
Around my head
True
Close
Silent
Ghost
When it becomes too much
Close my eyes
Tight
Shut
Dream of Breeze
Warm and Rocking
Back and forth
Focus
Frothing
Waves
That crash
Took that back
My mind
My place
That day
Your Face
Monday, October 17, 2011
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