SLEEP-LESS NIGHT

On this sleepless night
Whilst I try to be a boss for the black and white,
Ready to master those logics and ethics
Scribbled in a tattered scroll.

As I roll down the first page
Then to the next,
My eyes began to see,
But far beyond the ordinary.

Words clustered to roses,
Sentences turned oaks,
Paragraphs lined all as Meadows.

Here a book turned the vignette of us
As she chortle behind the flowers,
Her hand reached for mine
Locking her verdant lips against mine
Oh! She won't let go.

In a moment
The gleeful scene turned dark,
It was all a phantasm!
How I wish I could have some more!



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