He Caught Me

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Poetry  |  House: Booksie Classic
The Prince won (not that I mind it).

Submitted: April 20, 2013

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Submitted: April 20, 2013

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I

Breathe

for the first time


my heart races


perfume is in the vapid air


cool winds blow out of
shimmering heat


soft sand swirls around my feet



a hint of wine–of a feast–on the breeze
a hint of sunshine and green-growing rain
a hint of more than desert and pain
a hint of life as the dead live again




call me crazy
call me drunk
call me sunstrok’d
call me what you want

but


if this is madness then
I take insanity



if this is inebriation then
let me drink everything



if this is a heat-dream then
may it never cease





if this is madness then
I cast my lot with the dream


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