Cloistered amongst those that repress,
Listening in silence and
Talking without speaking.
Do you know I’ve loved you
Long before you dissolved into
the bellows of the crowd,
And the road that stretched in front of us
did not know where to turn.
The world of the living will forever divide us
But without the warmth of your soul
I cannot remain among them
Nor spend a lifetime in emptiness.
Some realities become dreams
And wither into nothingness.
Yet in the daze of illusion and truth
I find you close to me
Erasing the pain and holding my hand.
For, without you
I may not find my way home.
# pix from my glass painting album
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