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were you ever there

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sometimes
i feel
like
our
friendship
was a
green
leaf
that
left
love's branch
green
.
.
.

yellowed
in the
sulfuric
air
.
.
.
and
disintigrated
as soon
as it
hit
the
gro  un    d


soulsurvivor

Love-making and *******
don't have to be mutually exclusive-
just like tame and eccentric,
or introverted and extroverted.
Level-headed and insane.
Wise and foolish.
Yin and yang, man.
Each has it's place
'pon this crazy ******* journey
we, in English, have come to call
"Life"
and sometimes
they overlap
in a funny way.

Balance is qi.

I turned away from reality
And entered another world
A world deep within the recesses of my mind
I can now enter another make believe world
Walk 'neath a canopy of autumn leaves
In the company of woodland elves
Watch in wonderment as faeries
Perform their nightly fire fly dance
Why don't you come with me
And see the dragons lair
Reach out a quiet hand, gold and diamonds to ensnare
Or we can visit the dwarven smiths
See their hammer beaten art
Works of spleandour unknown to modern man
In dwarven forges  the art does live
We will gather at the summer fayre
Where sweet harpen music sounds
In that pleasant sunlit glade
Where birds and butterflies abound
Take me not from this wondrous place
Where magic still survives
Where the power of the wizard staff
Helps the good to stay alive
Suddenly a buzzing sound destroys this tranquil scene
I wake to the sound of my alarm
Realize it was just a dream

We lose those, essence fades
But there voice from
Birth
            To
                         Death
Carry in a wind of whispers,
A moment caught upon a
Breeze,
                         A breathe
                                                       Remembered
As if their voice heard, an echo
Of a time now caught within the winds.
You,
           Me,
                    Us
We will hear their voices for times to come.
As every voice spoken is added to the wind,
So never fear
              They will always
         Be near,
They are but a breeze away forever
Voices travelling upon the *winds.

"The difference between
medicinal and recreational
is a matter of mere intention.

Of course, they can overlap.
I venture to say the Venn-diagram is a single circle.
So, relax and live well."

My love
Glides over
The topography
Of your heart
Searching for
Pristine landscape
Where two
Souls can
Run wild
Under the
Starry canopy
Of dreams
Coalescing in
The sacred
Chambers of
Union