2003-09-11 - 3:23 p.m.
this is my heart you hear
the art of staying near
like little trinkets and their tinkling
in your autumn ear
.
and you can feel the vibe
like home sweet home, ascribe
the very comforts to what some source
as the family tribe
.
a separate bond is this
a secret mystic kiss
a gentle breeze for you to squeeze
and dream of amethyst
.
last night I dreamt of you
and we were going to
some sort of session where the lesson
might aquaint you to
.
some things you don't know yet
about your special pet
the one who loves like wopping doves
when morning dew is wet
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