i feel him there

abruptly awoken by the pangs

of dreary skyscapes

fear becomes colored

in an audacious breath

for battles of internal children

the sweet victories of dream time

uncovered and swollen with secrets

so i mime my way through hazy pathways

an inner boldness of grace

golden eyes that stream silence

through my raging desperation of aches

to constantly seek a lover

even in solace he nears

imaginary in presence

of a warm surrounding veil

i feel him there

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