Invisible Me
Just a gust of wind...
Invisible Me, a specter in the shadows,
Unseen by the eyes that search the room,
I dwell betwixt the lines, a whispered secret,
A realm where perception is my only tomb.
Invisible Me, a gentle gust of wind,
Caressing cheeks, unobserved and free,
Unheard whispers dissolve into the ether,
Merging with the silence of a forgotten plea.
Invisible Me, unnoticed and unheard,
Yet my spirit dances in unseen grace,
I float through existence like a phantom,
Unveiling truths hidden within and without space.
Invisible Me, my essence unbounded,
An ethereal presence woven with care,
I wander through realms both seen and unseen,
Collecting fragments of the world in my shared air.
Invisible Me, a paradoxical existence,
For I am limitless, yet confined to the ethereal,
Though unseen, my essence weaves connections,
Through untrodden paths, where hearts are surreal.
Invisible Me, I reside in solitude,
Yet my spirit resonates in unspoken songs,
I am the whispers carried on the night breeze,
The forgotten voices that still belong.
Embrace Invisible Me, for within lies depth,
A realm where the unseen holds its sway,
In the tapestry of life, my threads are woven,
A poet's heart guides me, in every word I say.
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