The other day I caught myself staring at your image,

Embedded in the cliff-side pools,

Surrounded by flowers and foliage,

Miles away from you.

Your skin porcelain,

Flaws hidden,

Eyes clement,

You didn't even seem human.

And maybe you weren't.

You were perhaps just a concept,

A concoction of evanescing pigments,

Who swam away, leaving behind no remnants.

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𝑰 𝒌𝒏𝒐𝒘 𝒊𝒕'𝒔 𝒌𝒊𝒏𝒅𝒂 𝒄𝒐𝒏𝒇𝒖𝒔𝒆𝒅

𝑻𝒐 𝒎𝒚 𝒍𝒂𝒕𝒆𝒔𝒕 𝒑𝒐𝒆𝒎 𝒂𝒃𝒐𝒖𝒕 𝒚𝒐𝒖

𝑩𝒖𝒕 𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒕𝒊𝒎𝒆

𝑰 𝒘𝒊𝒍𝒍 𝒎𝒂𝒌𝒆 𝒊𝒕 𝒄𝒍𝒆𝒂𝒓.

𝑺𝒐 𝒉𝒆𝒂𝒓 𝒊𝒕 𝒏𝒐𝒘,

𝒊𝒕'𝒔 𝒉𝒂𝒓𝒅 𝒇𝒐𝒓 𝒎𝒆

𝑻𝒐 𝒕𝒆𝒍𝒍 𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒅𝒊𝒓𝒆𝒄𝒕𝒍𝒚

𝑾𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝑰 𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒍𝒍𝒚 𝒇𝒆𝒆𝒍 𝒇𝒐𝒓 𝒚𝒐𝒖

𝑩𝒖𝒕 𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒕𝒊𝒎𝒆

𝑰 𝒘𝒊𝒍𝒍 𝒔𝒂𝒚 𝒊𝒕 𝒂𝒈𝒂𝒊𝒏

𝑨𝒏𝒅 𝒂𝒍𝒍 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒈𝒔

𝑻𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝑰 𝒍𝒊𝒌𝒆𝒅 𝒐𝒏 𝒚𝒐𝒖. 

𝑰 𝒌𝒏𝒐𝒘 𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝑰 𝒅𝒐𝒏'𝒕 𝒉𝒂𝒗𝒆 𝒂 𝒄𝒉𝒂𝒏𝒄𝒆 𝒐𝒏 𝒚𝒐𝒖 

𝑩𝒖𝒕 𝒔𝒕𝒊𝒍𝒍, 𝑰'𝒍𝒍 𝒕𝒓𝒚 𝒊𝒏 𝒂𝒈𝒂𝒊𝒏 

𝑰𝒏 𝒐𝒏𝒆 𝒍𝒂𝒔𝒕 𝒄𝒉𝒂𝒏𝒄𝒆.

𝒀𝒐𝒖'𝒓𝒆 𝒕𝒉𝒆...

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