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Intrinsic motivation: be careful what you think, it might become someone's poetry.

A fish on a line

wild berries from a vine

no paper, no pens

no fences to mend 

a horse blanket

we shook and banked it

on bare-backed summer days.

he's a natural 

bridge

to shake up the palette

to feed the audience

he placed his hands on the

throne of my weary soul and fed

the hungered sorrow

to set you free 

he fears his error

awakened

a truth 

he doesn't want me to know

even though

I've kept all his secrets

hidden in my heart,

a tropical paradise.

civil

when have I not 

been 

civil.

Has there ever been a cause?

Well then

If I be a teller of untruths

perhaps he hears my mind.

maybe then,

I do not truly wish to be freed.

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[jacob erin-cilberto]

that would be really strange wouldn't it....if someone could just read our minds and turn our thoughts out on the page, verbatim.
If that happened we would never have to touch the keyboard again....just stay around this person and let him or her put us down on paper.
It is funny, if we don't have freedom we want it...but if we have it...we would rather give it up for love.

j.

[Corset]

well said and thank you for ...C

[emmajoygreen]

What a finish to what a beginnings, Relic. No need to speak, not sure..but who tells the bells to stop. When it comes to you , can strike a pose, beckon then wait for loud applause? Fun time agony or game, the choice is yours" A mystery, drama or comedy - take your pick..

'civil
when have I not
been
civil.
Has there ever been a cause?
Well then
If I be a teller of untruths
perhaps he hears my mind.
maybe then,
I do not truly wish to be freed.'
:)