In dreams, the sage imparts grace,
Wisdom, love, in ethereal space,
Filling me with a universe's lore.
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For in his eyes, completeness lies,
Magical moments, no compromise,
A world apart, where desires thrive.
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Yet veiled in shadows, reality's door,
Completeness beckons, evermore,
A path untraveled, I dare not explore.
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For if he steps from dreams to sight,
Magical moments, blinding light,
The world I know would fade from sight.
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In my mind, his presence thrives,
A cancerous bloom that constantly strives,
To consume my thoughts, my days, my drives.
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Release his hold, set my mind free,
Yet keep the essence, let it be,
A lingering whisper of ecstasy.
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Unravel the threads of my mind's desire,
Retain the sparks of the soul's fire,
A memory of bliss, to never tire.
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Erase his form from conscious thought,
Yet keep the feeling, as I sought,
A blissful ember in memory's well.
About the Creator
Nash Georges
An old soul who embraces the power of words and needs an outlet to have a voice. Mother of three. I am delighted to be part of this platform and hope I create a positive impact on those who dare enter my mind. Thank you for reading.
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