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Sean Banks Apr 2013
Tomorrow, I will be a better man
By a man undefined by time
Who refuses to acknowledge it
Understands its inseparable from space
And if we are thinking bigger picture?
All is interconnected, living in an illusion of separation?
I refuse to be indifferent on the topic of things not being different
I guess I am tomorrow.
Sean Banks Apr 2013
Where in the world do we go from here
Other then forward, which tracks will I retrace
Do you realize – you have the most beautiful face
My lips are on fire – for the girl who eats her ice cubes
Put me out or at least cool me down
And just like a vegan still eats food
I still hear the irreplaceable sounds
Of your voice, your moan, your compliments, your phone
And if you are home all alone
And alone I sit lonely – this will not be the only
Poem I write before I win you back
If I stop composing after you rest under my arm once again
I’ll read life, and as we interpret two different stories
We will find common ground in you and me
If we are both naked, we will both have that too
And when I am inside you – you can be me
I will become your problems and solutions
Its true – you will see what I see
Feel what I feel
Hear what I hear
Do what you love, do what feels right
Do what we do.

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