Her canvas
His words
Together,
come to life
in the silence
heard...
Painted in loves
true rarity
Alive with
vibrant clarity
Her canvas
His words
Resound in the
silence heard...
In a dream
I see my destiny
A love so real
I wake anew,
but daylight is
my harsh reality
and I struggle
to get through
The morning after,
is my only clue...
In a parallel universe
where day is night,
exists a world of
my own device
Where reality is
never sure, for the
road ahead is often
blurred...
And, perception,
once perceived,
is now deception
masked in dream
Both worlds must
collide, yet, only
one shall survive
Which one will
I choose, knowing
either way...
I lose
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