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Michael Luciano
Poems
Nov 2020
******* thief.
I sat alone late one night in the green grass High looking at my battered hands thinking about the washing tides.
How could it be
How could it be that this scene, was set adrift up in my dreams. As I search for the end, nowhere to be seen.
I fall apart.
I fell apart right from the start, I took too long to come along. eyes couldn't see her in my dreams. I fall apart.
Is it me?
Is it me that I seen, I thought I saw her in my mind, standing in the doorway caught between the passing time.
Let me be.
Let me be so insane, hold me to the sky and let me rain. I've run the course I am free let me be.
Eat the key.
Eat the key, come be free . Say goodbye to reality. Just make the trip, not too quick to see the trees.
Hold me down
Hold me down, I'm coming round, you make me smile when you're not around. You are my queen, I've got the crown. so hold me down.
#baloon
#circus
#girl
#boy
#relationship
#realizations
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Michael Luciano
37/M/Pennsylvania
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