Quickly making haste
Cruel kindness of its memory
Haunting but caressing me so
Allowing it to touch me
My sighted blindness
Apparent in its evasion
Allusions of love
But I am not quite sure
Its delusion is an allegory
The eidolon blunders in chaos
My desire to capture her lonliness
Is a fallacy well known
Her heart belongs to loving kindess
I have no right to claim for my own
The verity of my situation
The shadow within the recess
Of the alcove in my mind
Merely the shadow upon the wall
Secluded in its own safety
In rememberance of this
I keep my visions to myself as my own
~Moses~
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