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Sunday, December 14, 2008

Mysterious



In the wake of a new life blooming,
There you were.
All of you, surrounded by a mythical haze
Looking heavenly pure.

Could this be a dream,
A mirage created from the desert heat?
No clue to who you are
But are destiny was to meet.

Weak knees buckle
But the approach to you was smooth.
The first interaction with you,
Somewhat rough and rude.

The bubble entrapping
That sweet soul of yours was strong.
The force field held up,
Hoping it doesn't last long.

Working to chip away
At what causes you to hide.
Enter light from the darkness
You hold inside.

Could this dream be
More of the same nightmares?
Hoping to pierce your soul
With nothing but tender loving care.

Was it truly our destiny to meet
With passions to collide,
Or was it just a dream
Within a dream of a nightmare
Waking up to a soak filled pillow with:
Tears of joy, tears of life, and tears from you...
Lying right beside.

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