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Poetic Souls / Ode to Mcdreamy
« on: April 27, 2019, 11:54:10 PM »
Ode to Mcdreamy
You're my demon;
This ache that won't go away;
I wish it were air and dissipate.
For so long I yearned for you;
I dreamed you a thousand times,
Wishing I could breathe you into life.
Then one day,
A mix of Hmong,
A mix of English;
Your arrow shot into my heart,
Catching me off guard;
You came in like a wrecking ball,
Got me feeling so dizzy,
I started to fall.
Are you a phantom or are you real, Mcdreamy;
Giving me a taste,
Of the things I've felt,
That I've experienced only in sleep.
You're my demon;
This ache that won't go away;
I wish it were air and dissipate.
For so long I yearned for you;
I dreamed you a thousand times,
Wishing I could breathe you into life.
Then one day,
A mix of Hmong,
A mix of English;
Your arrow shot into my heart,
Catching me off guard;
You came in like a wrecking ball,
Got me feeling so dizzy,
I started to fall.
Are you a phantom or are you real, Mcdreamy;
Giving me a taste,
Of the things I've felt,
That I've experienced only in sleep.