How you ever seen your dream and reality merge,
And you heard the voice of the woman that's unheard,
That fictional goddess in imagination that ran your Earth,
That muse that made you write so many vibrant words
Well I think that day has come for me,
This beautiful being that comforts me,
On the same plane not under me,
Maybe she is the one for me,
What should I do for I feel like I'm sleep,
Seeing the visions from which my fantasy leaps,
Do I chase this unreal paradox for weeks,
Or close my eyes and let the heart in me weep,
For it's too real and this cold chill,
Creeping upon my spine gives me soul thrills,
Thinking about what I'm seeing with a warm feel,
You the love that I've been chasing the real deal,
But a figment of my imagination or unexpected reality,
Your image surely can't be a fallacy,
And I don't want a technicality,
I just need you in this reality.
Dreams to reality is hard to interpret when it happens.
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Soulful Words From A Broken Spirit
PoesíaTake a trip with me as I show you the inner thoughts I bury. This is a book of raw emotions meeting creativity to make you feel emotions on different levels. So I invite you to walk with me as I give you a tour of my soulful words from a broken spir...
