Round and Round
Twist and turn
Around again
Further down
The road I'm in
Looking backward
Thus afar
Leaning toward
A nowhere star
Pickling portions
And I met
Going years
I see not yet
Turning hours
I'm here to be
Flowers in
The shining sea
Waves among
The midnight prowl
Seething seas
Upon the hour
Then I come
I will not wake
On the star
My soul to take
Foaming in
The hearts desire
Leaning in
Innate desire
Feelings fumble
And arise
Seeing forward
Through all eyes
Wrapping round
And round again
Seeing foward
and again
Slipping forward
Back and then
Stepping forward
Now and then
Measely interest
Back again
Seeming is
My heart's cool bow
Looking high
But seeing low
Are all these mine?
My Valentine?
What is this
In you I see
Could this be
Identity?
Within my range
I do not know
Singing high
But aiming low.
3-12-09
Around again
Further down
The road I'm in
Looking backward
Thus afar
Leaning toward
A nowhere star
Pickling portions
And I met
Going years
I see not yet
Turning hours
I'm here to be
Flowers in
The shining sea
Waves among
The midnight prowl
Seething seas
Upon the hour
Then I come
I will not wake
On the star
My soul to take
Foaming in
The hearts desire
Leaning in
Innate desire
Feelings fumble
And arise
Seeing forward
Through all eyes
Wrapping round
And round again
Seeing foward
and again
Slipping forward
Back and then
Stepping forward
Now and then
Measely interest
Back again
Seeming is
My heart's cool bow
Looking high
But seeing low
Are all these mine?
My Valentine?
What is this
In you I see
Could this be
Identity?
Within my range
I do not know
Singing high
But aiming low.
3-12-09
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