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Thursday, 26 February 2015

I dream of what I am not

I dream

Of what I am not

Living in luxury like a recluse

Giving light as Sun does

Bathing nights like moonbeam,

Soaring in sky,

Exploring the forbidden oceans,

Saturating soul with hidden treasure

Of love,

Often I dream

Of I being fragrance

Filling air with love vibes

Never letting know my fears

I dwell among those who are near

Caring for them

Putting smiles on lispy lips,

I dream of being,

Before and after,


Forever. ......

But I am not,

I know.