My mind’s eye, it calls for love,
whisper, watching, wanting,
a sea of dreams ever flowing
with salty tears.
The stars, they bloom,
night songs against a setting sky,
dancing in a ballroom
couple by couple,
but one soul cannot reach…
My eyelashes bat away hope,
I turn away from all possibilities
eyelids softly closing
with a realization,
you cannot have all that you see.


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