Look into my sleepy eyes,
immerse yourself
in the lonesome, empty soul.
You are so close
to my daydreams,
you touch my hidden desires
with your breath.
My tears fade away,
darkness has fallen amidst
the crystal illusions.
Even though I never heard
your heartbeat,
though I never savored longing,
this morning
I am reborn
with the spring breeze,
I find myself among illusions.
I no longer
believe in fantasies
that never end.
I enjoy your breath
as it touches the delicate skin
of my neck.
When the forbidden hour dawns,
I will understand real beauty
that has resurrected
your shadowy, doomed memory.
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