I see a part of you
Is what I see, a dream which fades in the waking morning?
Only to exist in the desire to see what my heart wants.
Time can only tell that which I have seen and heard.
Daily I approach, in hope of meeting the whole you.
I am weary to discover, I was lost in a dream you impersonated.
But I keep learning the beauty of your song.
A song my heart delights in.
Are you the artist?
Or are you a faux?
Time away, abandons me in my mind.
Thoughts begin to ponder.
I am affected by your absence.
Reason seems to battle my emotions.
Reason to remain distant and move near.
Emotions to embrace without regard.
I like the parts of you.
Objectivity is complicated.
I am pleased to be here.
So.., here I remain watching and listening
to this Mockingbird sing.
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