A
light that dispels from eyes
Like
heaven
Descending,
trascending
This
never ending
Place
between the gods and I
Reach
for the ineffable
So
often forgettable
Reaching
for dreams
With the coming of day
With the coming of day
Dissipating
smoke
Leaves
us in a fog
Trying
to recall
What
meant the world
A
moment ago
But
I still see those eyes
At
the edge of perception
Right
there before me
But
I cannot reach there
Are
they watching me?
Am I watching me?
Am I watching me?
Am
I far off disapproving
Of
what I cannot see?
And
from that far off nowhere
Somewhere
inside
A
sentience
So
tenuous
Fleeting
Like
dreaming
Then
I awake
And
try to recall
again...
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