The curve of your spine
Elicits
Images of landscapes yet unseen
Unknown countours to explore
Wanderlust to be sated
Notions ideated
A dreamer's lot
Existing in the ether
The heart's eye
In the window of the mind
'Twixt the pragmatic lows
Of work-a-day life
And the soaring, otherworldly, heights
Of his fanciful flights
A sublime locale
To rest one's imagination
Or one's hand
For an everlasting second
A fraction of time
Existing only
In a dreamer's mind
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