Stacking The Ritz
By: Tyler Ross
I called out to flap those wings
You know those moments we find in dreams?
Floaters over a lopsided sphere
Strategically beckoning delight back and forth in the clear
We don’t want to call it quits
We feed off one another’s wits
Passionately blooming as the shoe fits
This is it for we won’t turn our backs
We admit the timing loved us both
Do you want to count the facts?
We are the smiles that stick
We are the process not the waiting to miss
Opportunities equal to make us colossal
We are what made this fun
We are the energy of the sun
Chemically bonded class session 101
Open toed, we feel every piece of grain in the sand
Comfortably stable
We are a solid-coupled successful band
Romantically inclined
Connected in every category
This reality will never cease to shine
A semester ending piece of mind
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