Between lucid dreaming and blurred reality
fermenting passion brings forth the charge
The spark of divinity
The glow of love
The hope in a new tomorrow
A quiet change from solemn exile
A stealthy saunter to the wilds of intimacy
Haunted images play round your mind
taunting and teasing
The tingle, the excitement
of love confined, not expressed
Cavernous emptiness echos of loneliness
waiting to pounce
The joy it brings
The quicken rush
The power of the unknown
The solace of the unrequited
A secret love laid bare, exposed
Will it wither and fade
or grow and flourish
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