I'm not the me
I used to be
Took a dream's life's length
To figure that one out
I've seen your face
A beautiful smile
Clouded in smoke in the most obscure
Facets of my mind's eye
And yet, we have not met
The wind, it blows
Your lengthy silken hair
To the furthest stretches
Of dawn's fiery horizon
And your eyes
They smolder, spreading light
Diffusing through my soul
Like a candle
Burning through the night
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