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Phantasmic

Phantasmic 
 
There is a wonder lust inside of me.
Phantom feet have stood on tall peaks
&
kicked up from deep seas of the purest ultramarine.
Stomach matured on spicy cuisine of the Orient
&
sweet chocolates of Switzerland.
My eyes have witnessed daring feats 
&
ears have heard magnificent lyrics of immortal sonnets
&
lips have kissed, wondrous lovers.
Subsequently
my heart was sure to splinter
alas
you took it foremost to keep safe
when I soared on my imagination expedition.

Joy4no1 



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