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Perhaps you’re not real

Just another figment of my imagination

Floating in my dreams

Like a thousand colored balloons

Their brilliant hues

Lighting up my pathways.



Perhaps you’re not real

But just a painting

To be admired

I caress its surface

I feel the wood carvings.



Perhaps you’re not real

Merely just words

Captivating, intoxicating

Woven like Christopher Marlowe’s

"And I will make thee beds of roses

And a thousand fragrant posies,

A cap of flowers, and a kirtle

Embroidered all with leaves of myrtle."



I string them together

I can read you

Between the lines

Perfect

This fairytale I’ve created in my mind

A dazzling portrait

Of you… of me.



Perhaps I’m not being real...