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Lost in the scenery
Of everything around me
Can't see what I wish
Can't wish of what I dream
A deep veil of mist
Beneath your eyes
Melt in your gaze
And stuck in your maze
Composure isn't safe
Neither is freedom
Lost in your gaze
Melting in your maze
What are trees but bits of wood?
What is the ocean but drops of rain?
What is the sky but a reflection of your soul?
Unraveling in your gaze
Unhinging in your maze
Lost in your soul
Or mine?
Your thoughts or mine?
Your feelings or mine?
What are humans but stardust?
Born from the heavens
But not your god.
Mine.
For I am my own.


[Because it is possible to have everything and nothing at all]

~September/October 2010