Love is My High

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    Love is My High
    Can’t get enough of this high
    It can go on for days
    And brings joy to this life
    Like floating on a cloud
    Watching the world pass beneath
    But they can’t touch you
    They try but can’t reach
    You giggle and wave
    This high holds your hand
    And guides you through

    Then you crash
    Knocked flat on your ass
    You sweat
    You cry
    You ache
    And deny the need
    For another fix
    But you can’t live without it
    It’s all you ever dreamed

    Before your next fix
    You make up and kiss
    And forget the pain
    As you float up to your cloud
    In your mind a flash
    And you remember
    Love is not guaranteed
    And with that high
    You can always crash

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    Bonofied commented on Love is My High

    03-21-2009

    IT USE TO BE MINE BEFORE I CRASHED SO MANY TIMES NICE POEM
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    Poetry is not an expression of the party line. It's that time of night, lying in bed, thinking what you really think, making the private world public, that's what the poet does.

    Allen Ginsberg (1926-1997) U.S. poet.

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