Friday, October 25, 2013

Mirage.


I wish you knew
That every word
Every syllable I ever rhyme
This page of dreams and hidden fears
And every poem I have ever signed
Is all for you
Its all for you.
You are a thought preserved
Like albums and sketches
Like my little blue pen
And the figure it etches
A million times I have found
you in places
A million times I have lost 
you in spaces
You are hardly real
The tombstone of my life
I live an abstract
A poetry for a life...

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