Alone here, trapped by thoughts,
my dreams.
In my mind I see you so far away
sleeping so peacefully
And as I walk the streets
couples kissing in
languid lovers embraces
I am besieged by jealousy
and envy
for my longing to look upon
the angelic beauty of your face
to feel the soft supple purity
of your lovers kiss
it is something, one of the purest
things I constantly miss
And yet I move along, ensnared in
these thoughts of your embrace.
For I know that sometimes
when a love is pure,
dreams can become reality.
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