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See you there, By Jonathan W.
How often
when the jingle of thoughts
here cross the great divide
that is of you and me?
Little spaces,
incomplete turns,
that both rebel and yet,
When the song is right,
harmonizes so well
That we forget the differences.Many the dreams that rattle
within our battle
of being
that we cannot negotiate a path
that runs finely,
Timely
to the set patterns that are our lives.But I remember.
Know well
that inside out of you,
The little glimpses that once were
are yet
and swerve to the marvel
of each image you portray
Somewhere despite the vast
boundaries
that ride along side our dreams.I’ll meet you there.
My hands are shaking,
cake still baking,
the prize is mine for the taking.A ding sounds out,
I look about,
time is running out.Strawberry glaze,
I’m in a daze,
it’s my chance to amaze.Fruit surprise,
ecstasy in my eyes,
another ingredient to sensationalize.The clock is ticking,
my feet are kicking,
cutlery clicking.
I serve my dish,
I make my wish,
I make a swish…Crap, I lost to a fish.
