
Each night
concludes with the aim of dreaming
lucidly, to see my
inamorata again, clutching
pillows as if they could ever be you, my consciousness
slips away as I run towards your soft
elusiveness
About the Creator
Daniel K
I write love poems about the girl who has a hold over my heart and my life in such a way that neither are my own anymore. The girl I would choose over and over and over again. I love her, and that is the beginning and end of everything.



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