ThimblinaA Poem by PeachesChildhood delusional fantasies take form in instances where the mind does not decide. For example, a crush. A mind is helplessly a slave to a person's heart. The heart originating from a childhood.Pitter-patter, You make my heart go skitter-scatter Oh Thimblina, Thimblina, Make your mark on me. We chitter-chatter on little matters, Nattering away. Niter that blooms the sky. We dance until the moon takes a bow Until the stars evaporate And when you, Thimblina, Leave my side © 2016 PeachesAuthor's Note
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