Poem: Anonymous

Why do I desire the anonymous thing?

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I saw you in a dream that night

Talk to me so sweetly, so gently

We were flooded by intimacy

Feels like it will never happen in reality

I don’t even know you

Do you know who I am?

How do you call me by my name?

We never meet before

I didn’t think to like you this much

Your compassionate heart

Magically found its place in mine

Never felt so close yet so far from someone

All those moments were surreal

So vivid even the scent of you

Oh, I want to smell like you, please

I will do everything to see you again

Breath in the same wavelength

Share all the tension until day light

I won’t let the Sun rise without you by my side

Thank you for reading!

-Paper White-