Oh, you can see?
They’re delishes,
the bittersweet scenarios I dream
The memories becoming more and more pure.
It’s so suspicious coming from these places,
the places I’ve been.
I wasn’t trying to think at all,
endeavoring, contemplating a blank slate.
The words are driving me,
dripping with this ink,
directing this sixth sense in me.
The words scribble over this paper,
guiding me to never look away.
I wouldn’t if I could.
I’m enthralled to
to see where this is going,
crashing into the music behind my eyes,
pouring into you,
my love undefined.
Dawning Creations 
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