Your Heart Is My Mirror

I want to be loved

therefore, you want to be loved

I want to love

you, will I love

I want love

I love

you want love

I, will you love

you want to love

therefore, I want to be loved

you want to be loved

 

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In The Clearing

What’s in your head

No wonder it aches

Your pillow can’t hold it

and shoulders do break

Clear your mind (he says)

There’s erasers, bulldozers, explosions

Speculate on the method, since

some could cause a bit of erosion

Once you’ve got it figured out

you can then, go on to bed

where you will have made room for

the lovely, buried dreams, still

waiting inside your head