I've got you locked in my mental clock.
I've got you locked in my mental clock. When I meditate, I go back to our first date. A different time that no longer exists. I say I don't need anyone; yet, my dream persists. I step into the stream where I last danced with you. If everything isn't true, then why do I still love you? - +positive masters+, Jon Riki Karamatsu, 4/23/2020 - ✒ This love poem was inspired by my first novel (unpublished) about a young politician, Ken who's miserable with the adversity in his career until he meets a young woman, Kaylee in a coffee shop in his dream - only this is not a dream but a place where lost souls are trapped. As he helps...