You left a part of you here. I could feel it because the energy was different And even though you were gone, you did not quite come up missing. You left a part of you here, And though unexpected, I drowned myself in you When I finally found it.

I heard this and felt electric. I would liken it to the sort of feeling a coffee lover gets once they have their first shot of expresso. Perhaps something more intense- like the synonymous thrill and relief of an addict, when the hit is strong, and the first in a while.  But why? Why should …

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I wanted to pose with flowers Draped all over my body. Complimentary to me, or I to them. I wanted to lay on the back of a tiger That I would call King Khan, and go on Journeys with him through his world. And have birds of paradise in my room, That would sing me …

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