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HeartofPoetry — Dotted Line
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I cannot run I never couldan awful lot of late
inception
the realest of realities that may never have happened
the line blurred
I cannot see
or can I
we have come to be the unexpected they've been taught not to accept
I have chosen blind acceptance of my own truth
found mirrored in your infinity
then explain why I see you clear as days you've left me in
from miles across seas of state
who to ask
no opinion to gain from those who never saw
behind locked doors
for reasons
the door locked
and you beamed
the door locked
and we met
the door locked
and we opened
and we melded once again
I found you then but more than that
I found myself through loosing
and how I felt the breeze the salt the ocean
freedom, freedom, freedom
elevated fall
I never knew
greater judgement than God comes from his sons and daughters
we write stories
is this why I always argued the validity of fiction
was that foreshadow greater cast to me
by you
I cannot blame you for anything but
the sweet that stings
I took too much ambrosia
Warn me, why weren't we warned
because no one would have ever thought
love
no one ever knows to think love
not this not us
not then
but now
our own Pandora next to none
you know I know
I know you do
she knows we know
we're all too real
but don't you know my confidants
the moons the same and so are we
there's just more to the story now
you, that scarlet cheek-turner
page-turner
reTurner
where did we promise to draw the line
where did we drop the chalk along the way
