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Oct 2018
I see myself
fry maybe a rainbow with fins
perpetually holding position
fish in shallow water
waiting to be gracefully poached
winged goddess
patiently circling
sun shining through
her transparent talons
hypnotized by my fluttering fins
am I worth it
will she swoop down
****** me up
hold me tight
fly with me under the sun and moon
for all to marvel
nymphs dancing near her cozy nest
waiting in the distance
magical butterflies forever circling
fluttering around in a mist of space dust
a top the oldest majestic tree
sacred mountain meandering rivers below
all weaved into action
imperfect at the focal point
absolutely perfect collective state
place where we pass
poetic thoughts
back and forth
with no end insight
bonding the continuity of love
spot where I'll wait
just a fool wanting to be loved
unable to fly on my own
cast your spell & ****** me up
Keith Mitchell
Written by
Keith Mitchell  M/San Francisco
(M/San Francisco)   
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