when the
spirals pull
me deeper
i long to
be kissed
until the
world evaporates
yet all i
manage is
to quicken
the spinning
her smile
the only true
dramamine in
a world of
vertiginous
sorrows
faded in the
silent eternity
of shattered
dreamdander in
vapid decline
Mike's Manic Word Depot 
I certainly felt as though I were spiraling downward as I read. Beautifully crafted!
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thanks for spinning out with me, and the kind words.
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