sobota, 12 grudnia 2015

Our oneiric love




I would like to believe
There  were possible worlds for us to grow.
Our minds occurred as empyreal  spectral radiance,
Coupled.

I was lucky to explore your cosmos.
Every new and slightly different signs of joy.
Now it might sound just
Mawkish.

I think I am tired
Of struggling to shift the antipodes between us.
We are just a thought in the labyrinth of the consciousness.
Fugacious.

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