Dreams Are Perfumed Illusions

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Dreams are perfumed illusions
Of what we don’t ordinarily see
Visions of alternate existences
Some of what should never be
But go ahead & embrace fantasy
Never lose your grip on what’s real
Convincing yourself to slowly stray
It’s not a truth, just because you can feel

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You Know The Feeling

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You know the feeling
You don’t remember what you’re thinking about
You sense something is missing
& you’re racked with constant doubt
That woman is in your dreams
You try, but you’ll never forget her fertile mind
The way she made you feel worthy
The last visions of her fading behind

Speaking Of A Love Across Centuries

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Speaking of a love across centuries
Time is no hindrance to our eternal fate
Passion, affection & a smile go a long way
When you’re kind, there’s no reason to retaliate
Finding a peace within your skin
The perfect location to finally & truly disrobe
Clocks of sand will never understand how I feel
For in doublestep, I’ve been forced to sail the globe
A true believer of what we could forever be
Eventually I’ll see my end, but it won’t be their doin’
Immune to the judgements & snide remarks
Hand in hand, I know our embrace protects us from ruin

Not All Women Are Created Equal

Not all women are created equal
I’m sorry, but it’s true
There is only one for my soul
& together we’ll make it through
There are many beautiful girls
But my heart is forever taken
The bedrock of our foundation
Shall never be shaken

When My Time Is Finished

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When my time is finished

You may say whatever you want about me

That I never grew up

That I contain no redeeming qualities

My words were hollow & juvenile

My attempts at piracy weren’t any good

But one thing will never be said

That I didn’t love her the best I could

I’m Doing My Best Here

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I’m doing my best here

Not a miracle worker by any means

My imperfections are showing

Getting trampled by the fiends

But I’m not who they want me to be

I’m not long meant for this load

For there’s more for me to become

Never stagnant, blazing along my own road

Dreaming Of A Forgotten Summer

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Dreaming of a forgotten summer

Youth; wild eyes & full of spice

The hope only the fresh may know

Never finding your innocence twice

The Good Lord blesses us daily

The sun’s warmth will always provide

Moments to bask, wading in the water

Burdens swept in the outgoing tide

Eyeing the inevitable future

Knowing we must make ourselves free

Standing strong with cheerful hearts

& worries washing themselves out to sea

Garments Left By The Wayside

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Garments left by the wayside
Memories of what never was
Youth captured by a tender fear
Old age returning me to a fuzz
Life limps on without the truth
Awkward & direct; yet somehow free
A forgotten note whispered close
On my own feet; now I can finally see

This Isn’t An Existence Made Of Promises

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This isn’t an existence made of promises
All this is shorter than we want to admit
The futility of hate & anger is obvious
Yet you ignore reality with your juvenile fit
Humans are endowed with a soul beyond reason
You cannot treat people this way; as mere sheep
A truth inherent to rising consciousness
We fell, but we’re no longer so very deep
There are those who want us to remain callow
To never again straighten ourselves & finally rise
Powers who wish we’d leave our cash & walk away
No longer silent & we once again find our open eyes