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Catch a Movie? I Wrote One For You.

Sometimes I catch myself

Thinking about things that aren't,

Nor could ever be

Actualities unwarranted:

 

Things uncentered

Things unseen

Things undone,

If you know what I mean.

 

Movies reeling constant

But only in my mind's eye

So you play the parts

And it would be my

 

Honor to catch you

Thinking the same

Daydream. Only,

You have the script.. And I hope it's not a game.

 

Sometimes I catch myself

Thinking the oddest things.

What if's and why not's

Barge into my clarity and stings

The beautiful scene I observe in you.

 

Simply:

You paint me a picture,

I'll sing you a song.

You kiss me, I'll hold you

And we'll right all the wrong.

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Written by
john-f-pinto
American
Published
Jan 6, 2014
Lines·Words
26·115
Notes

The crunching of paper as it's balled and thrown away, an angry whisper "It's not worth even her time of day".

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