words that sound much better in my head

Not a poem

I see you 
Lurking in the curtain of shadows
Peeking through my dream meadows
I see you .

I see you
In the mingling of light
In the mixing of colours
I see you .

I see you
In the depths of my sleep
In the heights of my high
In the lows of my weep
I see you.

Because sometimes
Seeing is enough.
I see you
Lurking in the curtain of shadows
Peeking through my dream meadows
I see you .
I see you
In the mingling of light
In the mixing of colours
I see you .
I see you
In the depths of my sleep
In the heights of my high
In the lows of my weep
I see you.
Because sometimes
Seeing is enough.

When Loving is not .

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