Teased by illusions
Tickled by threats
Yet this path I must thread
She says nothing
But her eyes speak all I need
Perhaps words are vain
Words might be vain
Yet in them I found a terrain
Have you ever seen the mountain top?
They are nothing close to the roof tops
Impossibility is a thug
Growling and staring me in the eye
I have fallen in and out of love with life
There is a transparent stream running through you
All I have ever longed for lies in you
I am careless
I have misplaced it a million times
Yet I find it in diverse crystallised balls again.
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