2. Mirage
I was a traveller on the run
Fleeing away from the sun.
You were an oasis full of love
Luring me towards your silent cove.
I only meant to take a sip
of your holy water
Yet I found myself diving
deep into your quarter.
Suddenly, I started drowning
It was dangerous,
but love was beckoning.
However, the oasis disappeared
I had been swimming in quicksand,
I feared.
It had all been a mirage
But I realized it too late
Because till then
I had already fallen in love
With you.
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Ethereal
PoetryHis ethereal soul Creeping its way into my hellhole If only I could stop him If only I could forget him But his ethereal soul Is what makes me whole. **** Third poetry book everyone! Ethereal-A book written in the memory of lost love. **** 🌟 Second...
