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Nov 2018
Seductive sequential sentences falling into place.
You change, shadow surfaces shifting your face.
Love hit moonbeams in a acid dream, mine or yours?
We were in the same dream together impossibly.
Yet somehow it had to be, you laughing gladly.
Embracing me, and making me lose all my saved sleep.
A million possibilities grew from a single seed.
I thought alone we were always meant to be,
Until you pierced my bubble, and mine yours, then I lost my memory.
In your lovely symphonies, I was forgetting who was me and who was you. And which was where and where was which.
Lost in each other's minds we made a switch. My heart for yours, traded through our lips.
Love is one of those things you can always come back to. Beacuse with love you can't help but be endless confused and enthralled by it. At the same time nothing will hurt you more than your love. I guess all poets hearts bleed the same color don't they?
Imanuel Baca
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