"Heart Hearth's Heat"
I write in my dreams.
My poetry speaks for itself.
Dreams are alive to me.
My dreams are locked in your heart.
Dancing in a rain storm.
Taking my rain shower.
My minutes take up many an hour.
Eternity last for a second.
Infinity is always forever.
Never is forever a never.
A null set in the cosmos.
Empty dead space.
It is invisible.
Except in the shadows of mimes' performances.
In the key of C.
Sea of tea.
A you of me.
Who is we?
We is us.
Inky black and green octopus.
Driving a psychedelic autobus.
It flies in the invisibility of air.
By Anonymous Bosch alias J. Billet's-
April Lucky Seven- 2015
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