Vision Ghost Poems

Sat with my back to the wood on this slowest moving train
Witnessing the sunset over the corn field horizon and I strain
To envisage the place where I am to go to next so soon
When enough has been learnt of one destinations swoon
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When the tears well within my eyes, from the hearts felt agony
I kept walking, no matter how much this hurts, even in fates felony
When the storm raged, above my skies and my dying world collapsed
Only emotion was fear and confusion, far from the cure as I relapsed
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Crashing to my knees under this unbridled force
Sting of reality charges through my burning remorse
Like fire and electricity woven into crystal blades
When needing this release and the mindful comfort fades
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Take the steps before the door, with bleak, river behind thee
Dark descent of evening, and majestic primrose scents, dance free
Each passing of moments, towards this new gateway, from dreams
Flock, many thoughts and ideals, that rush to her, like flowing streams
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In my dreams she lays before me
Calling me to her presence and lust set free
Her body enwraps around me I am captive
Pulling me down upon herself so passive
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Crushed leaves tempered, under my step, on the road of mystery
Drying vain of autumns passing, bring fall to textures beneath me
Candles align the corridor, of the indecisive, a chamber of fates mind
Options played, before me and the second hand dealt, in favoured kind
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Stirred with emotion, a creative thought, an architecture for reason
Elaborations found, in the most unique and abstract form of freedom
Everything at once, to fathom a common denominated, perspective
Passionate with the embrace of language, formed, only in a want to live
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A swirl of the blurred reality, between this place and the next
Shadow moves in the living dawn, but unphysical beyond the context
Voices merged into the incomprehensible, jungle of the unheard
For time has stopped for this, an apparitions worlds, reoccurred
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Is it the trembling physique or the chilling spine
A presence somewhere near that you cannot define
The lip that wavers and tears that run down your face
A punish due, pain that is forthcoming for your disgrace
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The night bringeth the velvetine skies
As I lay her body upon this satin cloth
Passion caresses my heart with her eyes
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