>How far do we go in
pursuit of dreams
for joy or, passion
around the world
or, just next door to
find the other half
of our lost soul.

Everyone can see when
love-light’s in the eyes
like looking at the stars
they hold a certain twinkle.

In the wild grown meadow
of the mind it’s easy to
to deceive
especially ourselves
we don’t want
(yet we do)
such a complex being
in our complex energy.

We evolve
some become as butterflies
if we try to touch
they simply fly away.

I don’t want to seize it
So I wait
holding keys to my fate
and let destiny do as it will
after all
tomorrow, is another day.


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