honey

your words make the dream a kiss
on the lips of the night, portrayed
by honey thoughts of my writing

your soul's visions, comb with style
the sleep's dream into a chic attire, —

it whispered to me morrow's poetry,
hallucinatory excited to be your gift


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tell me something beautiful, she said, — (∂ + m) ψ

give me a reason

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