My mind is a blanket of nimbus clouds, uncaging a rainfall of memories we share
My heart is a field of roses, bursting open under the sun of your stare
My head is a jail cell, its locked doors a reminder I’m a convict of affection
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Journeys Within 
Harriet, Did you hear the Echo?
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