Vanishing from everyday life,
Walking an empty road,
A wraith is looking for the ghost he holds tight to his heart in his dreams.

Hearing ghosts from the past
Around the bend,
Haunting him walking along the road of life.

Dreams driving him insane,
Hello, where are you?
Let me see you.

All he sees is an empty road ahead with no love in site,
Writing love letters to a dream every day,
Letters tossed into a desk drawer of memories.

Vanishing from everyday life,
A wraith is walking an empty road, looking for his lost wife that walks with him in his dreams from a thousand years ago.

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Cannons  echoing in the west,
Birds returning to their nests,
Oranges, reds and yellows, painting a watercolor sky.

Bright flashes beaming, memories of the past,

Thumping rooftop rain,
Raindrops are rolling.
Into rooftop drains,

A lullaby, of falling tears,
Singing me to sleep,
To dream a lonely sunset dream.

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At sunrise,
Opening my morning eyes,

Turning to look around,
Seeing an empty room,
Where are you?

Seeing cloudy sunrise skies,
Hearing ocean waves,
Missing you,

No more rainbows,
Only shining dreams from my past,
That I try to hold onto,

I still pretend,
You're still here by writing love letters
Mailed to you in my dreams.

But memories fade away,
Like bright rainbows, after the rain,

Leaving me,
With only blue skies,
But no you.

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Raising my arms to the sky,
Looking for your Soul,
That flies above white cotton clouds,

Above the blue sky,
Where Angels fly, granting wishes,
Guided by star shine.

Standing under a western sky,
Where eagles fly,
Gazing at the snow capped mountains high,

Wishing to travel across a vast ocean,
Following a map of memories,
Looking for Magpies to take me home,

A home, where Tigers stand guard and roar,

Where cherry blossoms cry,
Where roses bloom,
Where Azalea shine.

Forgive me for,
Taking so long,
To find my way home.

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Love Was Born

You tell me,
Crushes are unhealthy,
Crushes tire us out and break our hearts.

They take away our energy,
Fill our Souls with false hopes and memories,
Lead to regrets and impossible fantasies,

Only give the gift of suffering,

My crush died a long time ago,
Six months after fate, pointed me to my destiny,
That you call a hopeless infatuation,

My beautiful rose stabbed me,
Through my weak heart,
With a very long and sharp thorn.

That day, I felt a sharp pain and thought my life ended.
I did not die or run away,
It was the pain of love, being born.

The day I discovered I fell in love with a dream.

A miracle that made me strong,
The pain that gave birth,
To impossible fantasies.

Dreams of places and times I never lived.

This miracle that gave me the courage to stay,
To write of impossible love, heroes, music, courage,
And fairy tales, I share with the world every day.

There is only one more fantasy,

I pray love grants me,
The health and courage,
To bring into my reality.

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Love Was Born

You tell me,
Crushes are unhealthy,
Crushes tire us out and break our hearts.

They take away our energy,
Fill our Souls with false hopes and memories,
Lead to regrets and impossible fantasies,

Only give the gift of suffering,

My crush died a long time ago,
Six months after fate, pointed me to my destiny,
That you call a hopeless infatuation,

My beautiful rose stabbed me,
Through my weak heart,
With a very long and sharp thorn.

That day, I felt a sharp pain and thought my life ended.
I did not die or run away,
It was the pain of love being born.

The day I discovered I fell in love with a dream.

A miracle that made me strong,
The pain that gave birth,
To impossible fantasies.

Dreams of places and times I never lived.

This miracle that gave me the courage to stay,
To write of impossible love, heroes, music, courage,
And fairy tales, I share with the world every day.

There is only one more fantasy,

I pray love grants me,
The health and courage,
To bring into my reality.

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If it was only possible,
To hold you tight one more night,
As we dream of raining cherry blossoms in spring,
Falling in, beams of sunlight.

Our hearts fluttering,
Flying into each other's arms,
Dreaming one dream, never being apart.

Why am I standing here,
Gazing off into dreams from long ago, dreaming of you and me,
Living and loving in a beautiful place?

A place where cherry blossoms and golden fields of barley grow,
Where magpies, fly.

Traveling the great distance, to my past life
That only dreams make possible.
Bringing back love, from so long ago.

I love you!

There's nothing else I can do,
But, write this poetry of love to you,
Words that you will never read.

It must be my destiny, missing you,
Looking for you, among the stars,
Reaching out to you, each night.

Only finding a ghost,
Staring back at me, from my dreams.

Knowing of the possibility,
You are dreaming on the edge of distant shores,
Looking at longing lovers Altair and Vega,

Glancing into the future,
Dreaming of everlasting love,
Wishing for love,  

Watching the impossibility of stars,
Remembering our first time,
Makes each night,
Bright as star shine sparkling in your eyes.

Standing beneath lovers Altair and Vega, each night,
Wishing my impossible dreams find their way to reality.

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