This isn't lust- just my own realization
of my thoughts traveling in daring formation
Trying to sort through so many sensations
Brought forth through my poetic resurrection
Grooving to the music of such soulful vibrations
This is different- I have no temptations
Simply the dreams of my own creation
And the words I whisper in relation
This isn't ego- there is no self admiration
In fact this ability is my greatest frustration
But I've come to accept it- this is my donation
Vivid words and pictures- a perfect combination
I guess it's the passion that drives my dedication
This isn't craziness- just a congregation
of the herd of thoughts dancing in celebration
Hoping my peers will realize that there is salvation
This is a gift- in such high concentration
A potent dose of my mind's fascination
That acts like a cure- a strong medication
Needed by the majority of the population
I leave this all open to your own interpretation
This is powerful- a spiritual manifestation
From my thoughts to my pen- a hopeful elation
That flows from the rivers of my sweet inspiration
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