it was lost in a sip of wine
a miraculous thought, an envy
of a sage moment, the lightning flash
of deeper revelation
forgotten as the eye follows
a curl of smoke, betrayal of unfelt breeze
involving as spring streams over smooth stone
shaping rocks and rivers
yet I know it was there
a shining impulse, nerve electrics
the lower brain divulgence
to higher brain sophistry
it was a picture i think
one i never saw, but made up;
one where your lips make a smile
as you watch me find your eyes
and completely... lose my thought
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