Remains of hope

 

In these seamless shadows

between twin realities,

I float right past.

I walk,

a sheet of glass

or a figure of gas.

If you look close

you may catch sight.

In the darkest nights,

I might time my flight

not quite right

and wander

into your path.

In this

out of focus world

of mistrust,

I float

like feelings of lust.

I drift through

the in-between.

where reality shimmers

into a dream.

I combust like

two stars colliding.

Gliding on

the cosmic dust.

In the shadow plains,

I claim my domain,

this place where my feet

never touch the concrete.

I hang

on the passion

that consumes worlds.

I sway

on the words of love

that drifted away.

I levitate to the ache

of a thousand tears

and I drift through

so many lost years.

And in these seamless shadows.

If you look close.

You may catch a glimpse,

just a fleeting image as it dances,

of a ghost.

The remains of hope

floating away

On a moonbeam

to another world.

 

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