EUPHORIC

I carry you with me at all times

like a talisman of

happiness

pensive

and

musing

and reflective and

chewing me over

and

I wish I could borrow you

for just another minute

you have a

penchant for trouble

it seems

so count me in

this morbid game is bound to

come

crashing down on me

there are no stars

rain

no more moon talk

and

no clouds in this story

princess is locked in her tower

long hair hanging out

someone is climbing in

and rusty keys are slowly digested

by one subduing Otariidae guarding the waterway

of my happy tears

like a bear who is

never to understand his purpose

whilst my tears tell you

more than the words

I hurt to be happy

and more

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