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Click hereWhat can the eye see , the Mind makes real
Watching the far longing in words
that I speak
Listen to the bird on the wire,
sitting on charged energy
Come to me and hold Me close
Who will take the lovers away
the crystals of thought
run rapt in mired ways,
smears of water ,
coursing their own sense
she ran away in fear
or was it ?
Maybe she was getting to that clearing ,
those dark branches whipping as she went
in the center of her shell
Take Him
with you, screamed the skies as
they lifted their winds high
so much depends upon a moment, like the moment someone decides to run... your eye seems to have microscopic power in this poem