Particles of Passion
Jack Anderson 01-26-02
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Alcohol and cigarettes,
sex and comedy.
Our time and our memories,
are no moral tragedy.
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The electric field, surrounding us,
makes magic seem for true.
A big bang that happens,
times, far too few.
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When the music of our angels,
plays loudly in the night.
No one can help, but let
these birds take to flight.
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In baywater or bathwater,
the liquid speaks to us.
An old knowing voice,
a voice that we can trust.
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Holding hands in partnership,
I feel sparks from within.
An unexplained energy,
that could power Tian-Gin.
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Particles of passion,
on a collision course.
Strange attractors do attract,
but cannot break the force.
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Spiraling ever closer,
like a binary stars collide.
Some day we might be one.
To spread light to mankind.
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If weeks were eternities
we would have no fears.
Now minutes turn into days,
as separation leads to tears.

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