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You are
all beautiful music
I swell and burst
For you

Entranced as I am
High on your smile
letting go of all
you bid me to

I already dance
and travel with you

I call you
Dolphin
in my heart
I call you
Muse

I thank you
I thank you
I thank you

I will cross
the ocean now
for you

show off to you
show you
show me
who I am

I will strut
my peacock feathers
and dance
for you

I know you notice me
I see that smile
you hide

And I am yours

...

And I am yours

Way Stingaire

Don't think I haven't noticed you
there all along in the background
unnoticed, unobtrusive,
assumed

Perhaps I serve some
selfish purpose
our shared past grounding you
in a sense of identity

But whatever the reason
I've noticed you've been
supportive
through every single thing
however small or large

And it gives me comfort
to remember how difficult
it once was between us

Because all that's left now
is Love

I would write this to you directly,
but I know it would
freak you out

Repeat

but then I was
Awakened again
by and to
Universal Self
(Multiversal, even)
I became inspired
to do

Such and Such

which impressed
So and So

Gradually
while pretending it
wasn't happening
I came to do
Such and Such
more for So and So
than for the
original impetus
and So and So
ceased to be
impressed

so I stopped
for a while

...

(*repeat*)

You Have Been Bookslammed

Have you ever
Bragg-ed
About having been
Lost
and Gained
Faith Enough
To Bring Out that Old
Curs-ed
Map
and
Try Again?!
And Fail
just as Spectacularly?!

....no...

Well You SHOULD!

(*slams the book closed*)

Cow

Jolly Old Saint
so-and-so
calling

Speaking

I..
when did
fair with
how?

Splendidly,
but not till Thursday

wrong.

I saw it was tails,
and I changed it to heads!

How's THAT for Magickque?!

Quite.

Whell??

Whell What?

Aren't ya gonna spill it?

Spill what?

Aren't you gonna tell em?

Tell them what, you Nard?

I...   Isn't that offensive?

I called you a testicle. 
No, it's not offensive.

Well, I...

I said..


...Cow...
Dreams realized
Rotting on the vineSome eight of cups shit