Embracing the wind while resisting the rain
An image in ink I scratch on the page
Tumbling for reason grasping for rhyme
Beauty I kiss time after time

Blissfully vacant, well read and lost
Picture-book memories merrily tossed
Churning emotion winds in my chest
Her in my arms my lips on her breast

A dream of formula first and the last 
Romantic ideal of a well-planned past
Another love song starts in my head
As I tear the sheets in my empty bed

Softly a lull lures me to sleep
Through a realm of colour I silently creep
Toward the dream of the last and the first
To embrace the water and kill the thirst 

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