Laughter Behind Me
By sidewinder
Laughter behind me while the saxophone touches the poetry within me, Imminent in a sense where a soul is touched calling me home, Pages in a lifetime satisfied only by a muse, Which whispers secrets spiraled in a vision, Entwined in those dreams which tell me the truth, Some say that it's madness, But you tell me who's crazier, One who lives in this world of reality forgetting how to have fun, Or one who doesn't have a care in the world and makes his dreams reality. Sept. 24, 2000 Written January 16th, 2002 © on Jan 16 2002 05:12 AM PST, Billy E. Whitehorn 0 • 10
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"Laughter behind me..."