Monday, February 25, 2008

In Peaks of Red

And I sigh with a glee of height
In stupor stages
As my mind takes flight in peaks of red

Your peachy laughter and pink sighs
A great prozac
A great someone to fall in love with

And it comes with no tricky tick
No more effort whatsoever
Than just a simple flick

I have my drumming of fingers
A secret song
My coveted thoughts, a-thumping

A Valentine thus spawns whole
Lovely before me
As my mind takes off in peaks of red

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