You're the essential salt
And the preferred cayenne
I can throw again and again
So this construction makes sense
These disparate flavors
Incongruous voices
Awkward people
All come together
When we have our space
Our room to breathe
The majesty of the mystery
Desperate to get his kit off
If only we'd spend the time
Not solving or studying
But into wonders drowning
By diving through the sublime
These disparate flavors
Incongruous voices
Awkward people
All come together
When we have our space
Our room to breathe
If our minds are earthbound
Then how can our feet fly?
To dance among the stars
And bounce with the clouds
Forget the limitations of the chagrined
Let's jump into the carrying wind
All we need is space
To sing these flavors
In a united choir
With voices sweet and thousand
All come together
In our room to breathe
2/10/13
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Typed Word Series
PoetryWords connect all of us. Through laughter, memories, or ridiculous melancholy, we are what we say and what we write. TWS differs from WWS in form only. These are poems longer than 7 lines, allowing a little more freedom in exploring themes and more...