Musings

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How soon is too soon

Before the rust on love 

Is washed away

The first sight?

The first hello?



Where do you go

When you find yourself

Nursing a thirst for a human soul

So alien to you

It dehydrates your concentration



Only your eyes can see it

Your souls have met

That voice

That unshakable nature

The weird echoes of joy

Is all you're afforded

Nonetheless priceless



They say the third eye is clearest

So you're sure

That seeing it

In your dreams 

Is nothing but a good sign



Will I ever see you?

Or will my dreams 

Remain the only bridge 

Upon which our stars cross




By Deelivia and Damilare


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