Untitled Conversational Poem #1

Where's the line between love and insanity? And do we dare to cross it?

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By Erin L George

 

Aaaaah, my sweet sugar cane,

your spell have those around me contemplating,

if I have gone completely insane!

Maybe so, I should lay across a couch,

and share my love for you with a shrink.

I will gladly be other than normal,

while my ink fantasies, are manifested into solid realities,

as you give me the rock solid wink.

 

Arrgh, but fear not my refugee

For I am caught in a bubble

Bouncing and spinning on tangerine

Dreams, I should wake up! So they say.

I will gladly ricochet across moon beams,

Stitching rainbow smiles in my song,

If only to sing it for you.

 

Galactic equations of neuronal spill out

orgasmic atomic bubbles escaping from my nape

your taste is greater than strawberry ice cream, pink,

I sink deep in the fullness of your refugee

stuffed and equated to your song

I too, will never pop.