Ripples of breezes from places far, far away
Have found archways quixotic
consorting with daydreams to come out and play
Wafting illusions collected from rain clouds escaping capture
Manage to find each other masquerading jovially sneering at their master
Syncopate footsteps of a melody that mystifies its futility
Invoke only nuances made evident from still dew drops softly calming
Tempered gallant bravado equals gullible squabble
Matchmaker triumph devoutly you wander
Afford unmerited eloquence formerly bestowed
Gather petals simmering tepidly wherever you go
Elevate expectancy your strength illuminated
Rest not tethered from the glow you keep
Collect your ransom amongst the folly
Join candidly between greed of seeing
...need never, ever wake
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See it...hear it...feel the breath of life
From its silence softly whispers
See me in your dreams and secret visions endlessly through the night
In quiet desperation I await your gentle embrace wishing and hoping you can unlock me...
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