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May 2015
My mind gets up
prepares for an hour at the gym
shower, then into the office by 8.
My heart is dancing down the beach
the warm sand oozing between my toes
enjoying the sensation of the cold water against the hot sand.
My mind has me where I am supposed to be
properly dressed. disciplined, professional.
My heart is lying in bed with you
caressing your hand, enjoying the subtle
differences in our skin color.
My mind will not give in to fantasy
It will follow all the rules-
even the ones it made up.
While my heart remembers the taste
of you neck and that special little corner
of your smile.
The world lives with my mind-
it is safe there.
My heart lives with you
reckless, wild, no guarantees.
My heart lives with you!
SC
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SC  inside my head...
(inside my head...)   
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       ---, Deborah Brooks Langford and Cold-Bones
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