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I Can Taste....

The salt, within the cream.

I can smell, the honeydew, 

at the breaking, of the dawn.

The roaring, fills my being.

As, music..... fills my heart. 

Based, upon.......

A dream. 

Of a twisted...... eight.

And it sucked upon my soul.

And 

I never knew 

her name.

Giajl © Jim Love