Vanishing Dreams
A disenchanted lover
paints joy with a frugal brush.
For hidden in the shadows,
love eludes understanding.
Smiles can't camouflage the fears
that accompany spilled tears.
And navigating blindly,
trust pursues fantasy dreams.
In a cocoon of sadness,
hope fails to metamorphose.
And starts spinning silken threads
into a dream catcher's web.
Seemingly caught in mid-flight,
dreams arrive on broken wings.
And yet, rejuvenate hearts,
transforming them from within.
Love is free to ride the wind
to the heart of each flower.
And sip the nectar of truth
stealthily concealed within.
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