discarded memory unaware of quickly recognizing
familiar characteristics revealed in movies, songs and a fairytale story
it stands staring
I touch it, it gives warmth as a response
I smell ease of erotic aroma
introduced my lips taste buds confused of alien like sweetness
it stands staring
eyes of ocean blue skies with a well indulging ones soul into captivating illusions
confusion?
conflicting emotions- feelings expressed thoroughly, becomes a committing devotion
It stands staring
no voice no rhythm but melody of existence heard without tune
Still standing
No hallucination
Its far yet near
Its sensed yet untouched
Its here but gone
It leaves but the distance is home
It masters hypnosis- with a full dosage-
of Sanity
humble like dynasty
It stands staring
at times victimized with other names
lust and infatuation
it speaks with a humble voice, I accept
Its introduced as love
and its existence-
Is me to blame
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