What You Are Stealing From Me. Poem by Imogen Lee Greene
What You Are Stealing From Me.
Sparkles and tingles,
Smiles and, disorientating, giggles,
Feeling like it's impossible to fall,
Finding it funny, walking tall,
Racing heart but not from fear,
Complicated ideas, yet thinking clear,
Crying followed by euphoria,
Communication without phobia,
Grounded yet fanciful,
Being elevated and purposful,
Now that I'm dwindling,
What could you be gaining?
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5/5/2024 9:58:45 AM # 1.0.0.1119
Very good expression. I like it. Thanks dear Greene.