You? You.
I'm remembering dreamsThat faded long long ago
I'm remembering a heart
That broke long long ago
I'm dreaming of a face
Forgotton long long ago
A stolen kiss and a forgotton glance
As our hearts dance in a masquerade
You? You.
I'm remembering dreamsPoetry is either something that lives like fire inside you or else it is nothing, an empty formalized bore around which pedants can endlessly drone their notes and explanations.
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