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Hushed in silver mist,
antlers cradle dying light
dawn bows at its feet.

Inspired by illustrator Hiroo Isono—where forests listen, light remembers, and the world breathes just beyond reach.
Calm night,
serene beauty,
fireflies dance,
the wind caresses the lily.

A ray of moonlight,
kisses a drop of river,
it glows,
summon the fairies.
River water shining under the moonlight....
What if?
Love didn't exist.
I guarantee us two would create it.

Our energy just that strong to start it.
Like a match that create a flame of fire.
Just being with one another create desires.

What if?
Hate tried to destroy us.
Similar to people so jealous of us.

Deep within us is the power to override it.
Push it aside like it can't affect us.
We on this pleasure mission to find nothing but love.

So, all the what if?
In this fantastic world know to avoid us.
All because they not ready to face this trouble.

Because of love is so powerful.
I blink as I rise
wipe the sleep
as She sighs
unaware,
make the tea
just for me,
She,
when
She's awake
will take
coffee and then break
her fast.

all roads lead to home.
She
I know her
She has long black hair with soft waves
I know she loves her face now
it looks healthier.

She is smiling
More sincerely than yesterday
The weight has lifted
Because she finally let go of what she once held too tight.

I know her
The woman in my mirror
Has committed to living in peace
Happiness will be the bonus
And I love her more than yesterday
Even more so tomorrow than today.
She talks regularly and with great enthusiasm,
of all the flowers she's ever gotten.
From boys and lovers and friends,
and even that one girl, from camp.
She remembers vividly, all petals and pollen.
She elaborates each scent, and colours each bloom.
But when I asked of her lovers names 
She said she had forgotten.
Thank you for reading!
What was it?
Best friends,you were saying.
No one gets me like you were doing.
But after all,it gets to a point.
You're too much, I'm leaving.
So do tell the most fun you've had
Me in your arms like a deer you were hunting,
Playing me,it must have been entertaining.
After some time people who praise your personality may use your uniqueness against you.
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