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Oct 2018
Your image haunts my night,an image as clearΒ Β as the light of the sun,
An emotional trance I manufacture,trying to wipe that light off my vision.
A different inspiration I seek to invoke
denegrates it,back to you.
You rule my darkness,a realm black with your contours.
I see your face In different phases,of what you were and how you became,
Your body beneath the earth now,
At rest in the arms of nature,
Which cuddles you in your deep slumber,
Conspiring,hiding and hoping what best of you to bring back.
A green grass waving gently in the love of the breeze or the beautiful wild flowers of the mountain staring at the sun.
Now the day breaks and slowly the sun rises high up in sky,
the azure above humbles my eye.
Written by
Lord gsp
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