Treasured Thoughts
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Treasured Thoughts
Your forever my Mary Jane,
My lovely Lois Lane,
I'll never see you differently,
It will never get the best of me,
Your first my friend, certainly,
I swear to treat you admirably,
But I do admire you secretly,
And wish you were mine so humbly,
From a far I'll treasure you,
Would it ever occur to you,
I think of golden moments through,
I'll forever be in love with you,
Even if you never knew.
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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.