Its when I see you creeping up on me
But my unconsciousness registers you as nothing...
Another insignificant presence in my minds eye.
But I still feel you invading even my most private fantasies...
Slowly wrapping yourself around my heart in a warm glow I guiltily welcome
I should have stopped you before you enveloped me with your toxic scent...
Everyday, I wake up to reality.
You are not here, you'll never be, but your still in the most private of my thoughts...
Always there in my blind dreams.
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Pearls
PoetryJust pearls, blossoms, Daisy's, diamonds, emeralds, topaz, rubies and pearls. Soft water drops, shinning stars, mountains filled with roses, and fields of wisteria that's what this poem book is all about. Cover made by the amazing @daisydotdoodles.
