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Medusa
Poems
Apr 2018
voices & path
love to go walking
in crazy times
so late at night
Β Β wrap me up inside
delicious mist
not alone, I am
held tight by this fog
walking on a path
of many who pass
just ahead by a few
moments & brush
my skin in kisses
whispering:
"heart & soul
heart & mind
nobody ever
felt like we do
right now"
words heard out
on the path
I follow
who knows, who says
what or where we go
but such a joyful
misty
night we share
~a~
true story, except that if you leave at 12:30 am, it's really morning, but not in my mind, what sense does literal sense really make?
Written by
Medusa
F/California
(F/California)
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