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I dream of holding the wafers of paper in my sweaty hands
Watching her words come at me with the speed of light
Which of all impossible not probable to pick
It matters not for all swell my brain with wonder
I cry - I laugh - I scream - I am humbled
For her words are so powerful as to be magic
Her thoughts like lightning striking hot with energy
Wakeful nights dreaming that I could make words work so well
Dreams of floating above her and learning the true way
Then I wake and cry, but it is alright for I can always read her
Eyes open to only her words, mouth drolling with desire
I read and read until my eyes are red and will not stay open
Then I sleep and dream of the magic words...

Robert Hayden Pursell








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