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From the deepest abyss of a dark ocean,
shines a light of an angelic dream,
a dream so real,
nascent in cradle,
holding the glimpse of your divine face.

The essence of this dream,
that is you,
keeps me awake,
as it takes over my soul,
a dream so real,
nascent in cradle,
holding the glimpse of your divine face.

I dive deep into the abyss,
of this ocean so deep,
with a faith of discovering you,
to raise you above,
to rise you to the light of this love,
so ancient, so primitive.
Way Back Home

Your shadow
shelters,
my parched heart,
drizzling love all over.

Soft fragrant rose petals,
your hands,
hold my soul,
gently,
caressing soothingly.

In your presence,
I have awakened,
and discovered my lost space,
never to lose again.

I wish to melt into you,
like smoke to dew,
and,
find our way back home,
left somewhere long ag0.

— The End —