Jul 26, 2005 17:47
Lying down in
comfortably peaceful states
of minimal emotion.
The sound of a heart beating,
the only comfort.
While one dreams of
great expanses of laughter,
pure bliss,
among flowery syllables.
Great grins
within quiet nights,
exburance found amongst
the dark foliage.
Peace,
only across a bundle of measured ground.
Human emotion runs within
these boundaries.
-R.A. Collins
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