Sanctuary of My Mind

The morning comes too soon
Dreams of the night still dancing in my mind
The wondrous places I travel are sometimes unbelievable
Conversations with strangers sharing their knowledge
Intently I listen to their magical words
Enslaved by their beautiful thoughts
We vibe in the sanctuary of my mind
A place untouched by outside influences
Allows me to be who I am, the world be damned
In the sanctuary of my mind
I own my thoughts.


Jean-Pierre, Dean
5-13-06…12:40pm
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