I still do
Find a smile
When you come around,
Not real like physically
Being there next to me,
But the kind of
Coming around
In my head,
Like there's a carousel
In my skull
And somehow
I'm standing
There
In one of my eye sockets
Watching it turn
Sometimes so fast
It's all blurry
But the colors
And the lights
Amuse me to no end,
But I'm just serious
Observing
And then it slows
Just enough
That I can see you
A different outfit
A different thought
And I laugh...
APAD13 - 056 © okpoet
Feb 25, 2013
Feb 25, 2013 at 4:15 PM UTC
I still do
Find a smile
When you come around,
Not real like physically
Being there next to me,
But the kind of
Coming around
In my head,
Like there's a carousel
In my skull
And somehow
I'm standing
There
In one of my eye sockets
Watching it turn
Sometimes so fast
It's all blurry
But the colors
And the lights
Amuse me to no end,
But I'm just serious
Observing
And then it slows
Just enough
That I can see you
A different outfit
A different thought
And I laugh...
APAD13 - 056 © okpoet
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