Mysterious

Street lamps play As they have before Dim walkway Leading to a door Careful steps Strewn leaves Breathe between gaps Skulking like thieves Rustling trees Otherwise nothing Mind at ease Heart rapidly beating Usually stops here Usually I'd stir But still in slumber I drew closer Eyes on door Familiar scene Stood here before This dream I've been Up the patio Door was ajar Accompanied by my shadow Stretched far Tunnel vision Dripping eave Door handle beckons Hand raised to receive Usually stops here Usually I'd rouse Allowed to enter This time... This house Handle I seize Door seemed light It did not freeze Hinges did not fight Revealed the insides Scanned surroundings Unlit lights Stairs climbing Footsteps I heard Coming my way Sounds absurd But yet I stay Usually stops here Usually dream is done But still was clear It only had begun Darkened figure Descending on bare feet Beauty light as feather Ever did I meet She did not see me Planted at the doorway Impossible it may be Nothing did she say Walked right by My eyes followed Seconds fly In eternity they burrowed Usually stops here Usually I'd wake Yet still I'm here Chance I'd take Stood at the fridge Back towards me Under siege My mind set a flurry Fridge was opened Light casted her silhouette Her back darkened Curiosity grew fat Illuminating beams Accentuated her hair Like golden streams Flowing with flair Usually stops here Usually I'd startle Connection did not sever Continue I was able Spellbound I gawked Rooted like a tree Wide-eyed I stalked This siren before me She drank Not knowing I was there Stiff as a plank I was locked in a stare Finally broke free Shifted my weight She turned to me And then said... Then it ceased Then I awaken Surprisingly pleased Slice of heaven Who was she? Silhouetted face Perpetually... Mysterious grace Foreign albeit familiar Strange but true Now rings clear... It is you...

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