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Oct 2017
Rewind the time to the cold New Year
Where the only sounds that I would hear
Were the melodies resonating through the air where they hung
And pops rambling stories at the top of his lungs
Engrossed all hours by the studious stare
Cured by EtOH and the LCD glare

But something awakened in me when you came into frame
A lightning strike resetting life was nature's own game
Now I dream deeply at night because my mind is at ease
No more minuscule ruts that I've failed to appease
But every so often the wakeful state returns
And in flows every thought - 'til my tired brain churns
I feel every fiber and my soul goes heavy
The thoughts, still flooding, have broken the levee

I've never learned, never earned, never yearned for such affection
But the storm winds howled and pushed this direction
Every thunderous thud echoing from my chest
When I plan what to say, but don't know the rest
When I look at your face and see the life in your eyes
Nothing else could leave me so revitalized
The storm has passed, but an angel descended
So begins a new story that has not quite yet ended
Wedge
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Wedge  M/Charlotte
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