Silence biding itself To self-destruct, Your apparition speaks to me Of wisdom known beyond What the zealous eyes can see. In this darkened room where You never treaded with fancy feet, The fireflies come alive, Sparkling in grotesque corners Of distant longing And Placid Naivete. Potent smile and starry eyes assert Even in surreal imaginings, Never telling when the potion Spoils its powers Nor when nuances Cease to fake the gray. Farther away, Cast into a realm That is your home, my home The charmer lays in quiescence Among books, roses And ardent mobile phone.
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