Sugar-spun princesses
and knights,
licorice-twisted
villains...
All wound up in a
music box,
a castle in
the clouds...
A lighthouse in
the storm.
Those childish fantasies
have shifted
to
adolescence:
A hallway of
open doors....
Kisses escalated by
the increasing
rain
Plane tickets and
wisteria-covered walls
whispering temptations,
brimming with ideas
Temples and water springs of
sweet lullabies and hot blood,
ties to a place I could call
home...
Oh, race across this
deceptively smooth,
trap-door strewn
terrain...
Trip and
stumble, a
beautiful wreck
to behold...
When you finally
catch your breath,
you'll see how
far
you've come.














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We have a mouth to say words...we have eyes to show whether or not we mean them.
Life is like walking on a tight rope...your friends are your safety net.
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"The most worthye she is in towne
He that seith other do amiss
And worthy to ber the crowne
Veni, coronaberis"
Mediaeval Baebes, "Veni Coronaberis"
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We have a mouth to say words...we have eyes to show whether or not we mean them.
Life is like walking on a tight rope...your friends are your safety net.
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