That the twisting kaleidoscope moves us all in turn.
There's a rhyme and reason to the wild outdoors,
When the heart of this star-crossed voyager beats in time with yours.


ApocryphalI know you wish the words you didnt hear Apocryphal
The ones he whispered in your ear? I know you wish they were I love you. Mostly because I hear them too.
I know the ache you feel when you (Trying to stand your ground) Cannot find your feet In the entropic flurry all around.
And I know the sensation when he takes your hand in his And you can barely hold on in those agonies of bliss Because feeling hurts and hurting feels Reality stings but what is real?
Ink-stained hearts and callused smiles Of duplicity, of vengeance, of a thousand


Come Out And PlayAnd as your smile widens I am irresistibly reminded Of a shy sunbeam From behind wispy cirrus.Come Out And Play
It slides onto your face Hidden by the laughter A slice of joy dropped onto your skin.
Your right cheek is a veritable Explosion of exultation From which I cannot tear my eyes.
I go back again And again And a third time for luck.
The gleam is still visible Like a mirror catching a fading ray of starlight And casting it upon my windowsill.
Its there if you know where to look.
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i like to
put haikus where they
don't belong.
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Definitions belong to the definers, and not the defined.
"Beloved of Toni Morrison
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third time is the charm.
OKAY?
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