A phantom

celstialtears

Sometimes I ponder
what you are.
A mirage perhaps,
my body starved
from thirst, a mere
hallucination
of the mind.
A phantom, maybe.
My souls need for hope
a self made vision
in a world of dark
shadows kissed
by the crescent
moon.
Or perhaps you’re a
dream, a universal
symbol coated in
star dust, your essence
a mellifluous whisper
from my slumber.
But what are you?
Reality? No.
How can reality
feel this way. My
reality. How can my
reality feel this way,
A fantasy then?
You must be.
A fantasy of love.
Of acceptance.
We were never
meant to be.
Or perhaps,
we are the definition
of serendipity.

Karen Hayward (c) 2017
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One thought on “A phantom

  1. The animus may manifest itselffrom time to time as the object of your desires. Make no more (or less ) of it than who he is and allow him to be himself .( and he allow you to be yourself ) not what you want to imagine ( because that is what attracted you to him and hopefully he to you in the first place.) In other words.. the introduction to the tao te ching. See rickys Icon and webbsite. God bless

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