A friend and I have decided to come together and bring our love for poems to be a unity. The poems we post are original. They come from the two of us. We poem lovers are Crazy Lovers Forever.
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What a rush! In my dream, New Orleans was a busy location. Men playing smooth jazz while kids danced with their mothers and I.... well I was the singer.
The night sky was dark yet the people brought such light to the busy L.A streets.
What a blast! You were there playing along with the kids who had no family and bringing joy to their dark lives.
You kicked the soccer ball and it flew directly at my face. I fell to the ground laughing, clutching my stomach as a stirred and woke from my dream.
