Sunday, March 3, 2019

Between

Between her and I
In the shadows of being
With planets confusing 
The winged dreams;

Between reality and ideal
Into her hair shadows
With undefined tears
Rolling back internally;

Between unspoken fears
In the shadow of truth
With sweet chaos 
Percolating existence;

Between decisions and indecisions
Her curious eyes are missed
And I see her contours
In my mind's shadow;

Between life and being
She moves away 
And I reaffirm her
In my dreams and reality. 

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