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Aug 2014
Bubbles boiling over my
Hot-hot-hot tea ***,
Rising up like the tingling
Corners of my mouth.
Toes tap-tap tapping
Along to your soul-swinging
Tune tearing straight through me.
Oh my feet could fly away
With your endless running riffs,
My head reeling with fantasy
Fabricated figments of mystery.
Can't hide it! Can't hide it!
Wearing it on my hands, arms, chest,
Screaming it in soft whispers.
Oh racing round and round
On the edge of my seat
To jump into your lap.
My legs won't stop bouncing
Gotta shake it out before I burst!
Teeth been showing since
My eyes glimpsed your shadow,
Head falling back with laughter
To watch the stars that are twirling
Above my crown
Shooting blinding light into my sight.
Oh baby, won't ya dance with me?
Quick! Before I drown
In this sea filling faster, faster,
Teeming with unknown possibility.

I've been forecasting a wild fire,
It's bursting forth from my furnace,
Ferocious and consuming.
Be careful baby, you're fanning my flame.
Joanna Oz
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Joanna Oz
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   Lauren Anne and chris m
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