The book of illusions

It's mint green and lilac

to sleep with you again

A dizzying sensation of the familiar

Your bed that I know from head to toe

that carries the ink of my blood

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It's right but it's wrong to steal time with you

I'll look into your eyes strong as wood

there is no part of your body 

that I will leave untouched

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I'm worried that when I'll fall asleep after loving you wholly

Another dream of the doom of us will daunt on me

Turning the right into wrong all in the same day

And I will leave you again

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Like when I looked at you in awe at the pizzeria

and you seemed the fulfilment of all my dreams

but it was an illusion and it slipped out of my hands

right as I looked at it

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The power of us scares me, but

moreso what scares me is the impact we left on each other 

It is deep, heavy, all encompassing, indelible

It is fire, melancholy, awe, scarcity and abundance

And it always comes back. 

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We cannot -

I cannot see you and leave you

untouched, unwhispered with words of love towards you

without falling back into a pit

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It simmers under the skin 

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