Realization Poem by Alicya Trevor

Realization



Thoughts entwine themselves
to weave a landscape
of true love
my deepest loves
things held most dear
cannot be held
ever
stagnant realities
not yet awoken
but simply dead
ever-lasting and growing
I shall never surrender
to the realization
of my true love's
non-existence

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