My Heart's Imagination
My heart's imagination has once again triggered into flight. Soaring through my
head as if my heart's soul was searching for a familiar romantic light. Desperate
in ways to romanticize my ignorance, I ask it to visit me each quiet night.
I awake to notice the comfort that fades away during the passing day. I wish my
open eyes would not allow my imagination to stray.
Night falls and my sight will soon defect . An inner whisper gives me
reassurance reminding me I'm not alone. I just haven't closed my eyes yet.
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