This is a mirage.

This is a mirage

Smoke and mirrors

I am a journal-ist

I chronicle dreams

In the name of art

I never pretended it was real

Till you told me so

‘More real than real’ you said

Till I was overcome

With being understood

And started believing

We could live here

And love here

So I built a bridge

And waited for you to cross.

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