This heart keep a secret, secret that only this heart can keep, I dream an illusion, illusion that I cannot seek, I have taught my soul to not be fickle, fickle it always is, Not to know how to be tame, it wanders far, I see it go!
Heart, my mind thinks of you, Reality or an illusion how would I ever know? If illusion, to reality I want to turn it and see, Trust, faith and love, I have blindly put in this dream!
The more I think, the more I get weak, Where this way will lead? Will this illusion end someday? Who are you? To whom, I willingly permit to inflict this pain, Withered I feel, days you do not speak; I live again, something when you say!
Must I make my mind, soul and heart, not to think of you again? Must I tell my heart, illusion you always will be, Time is right to teach myself, Perfect love and waiting for, is not worth for me!
I'm a constant learner, love watching birds, can spend hours appreciating nature and write canto to describe its beauty....an amateur photographer and a writer, but still love to sprinkle on the white pages with my thoughts, writing is a catharsis for me.
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