Dear,
my once upon a dream.
my motivation,
my patience holding
.still.
you know,
I used to have for you a name
but passing through years,
pen to page
there is little that holds quite the same
even the simplest of your hues have changed.
the only thing
that remains-
you’ll be a wonder to me
glowing even if only subtly.
poetry, without words
without warning.
this world is bland,
these days…
they’re Damned. right to hell.
I doubt if I’ll ever find you here.
but I’m closer. Almost ready.
give me time,
someday, for you…I too shall shine,
transfer worlds, love in kind.
just…give me time.
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