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Aug 2012
Wandering through streets in my mind
Thoughts flash by like cars.
While the memories of you and I
Burn and shimmer over me like stars.

My heart trips on a crack in me,
A break you created long ago
And I so wish that you could see
I miss you but you mustn't know.

You pull me in, though I resist.
I know you will only cause me pain.
Your touch, your warmth, I feel your kiss.
Your soul washed over me like rain.

Can you feel the electricity?
It  pulses from my heart like a drum.
I pull your body close to me,
And all that I've worked for comes undone.

I can feel the last wall collapse
And I stumble over the rubble that you made.
Does this mean that I'm yours perhaps?
Wrapped in your arms, let me stay.

But I know this is too good to be true.
Love, I know you far too well.
I mean nearly nothing to you.
I should have looked before I fell.

So I'm wandering the streets again,
In my mind, a dangerous place,
Hoping I will trip once more so then
I will stop imagining your face.
Lexiconical Quinn
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Lexiconical Quinn  Fort Collins
(Fort Collins)   
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