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I see and expanse of vast green grass
beside a streaming rivulet,
and always think it’d be so great
to just sit there and forget.

I see a boy, you, beautiful and strong,
with lips to drown between
and I always want to lean on you,
stay forever in this wonderful dream.

But the grass is wet and prickly
as you are in the morning,
and in it live ants by the million,
like you always grating and stinging

I know I can’t resist the lure,
not the grass’s, not yours, not ever.
Always willingly fooled by illusions,
and wearing stained pants forever.
©2004-2009 ~Sarcastig
:iconsarcastig:

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For the conceit contest from the lps. I'm not quite sure if it's entirely done yet, but I can't really improve it either.

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'I see a boy, you, beautiful and strong,
with lips to drown between'

I always thought drowning may be a bad thing...now I'm starting to change my mind. Eloquent writing. The last stanza is marvelous. You've got the stuff that makes me smile. :heart:

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shaunda

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