Travesty of dreams

The air around me smells of eternal existence,

That’s when I agonized it was YOUR presence,

Dark alleys were lit from the light of the (lost) star,

The pains of destiny left the door ajar.

YOU were a recumbent goldfish in a fishbowl,

Looking for a place to hide, to caress YOUR soul,

Winds of change came riding through the open door,

YOU woke up in my arms being washed ashore,

The portentous sea in YOU wants to come out,

The gushing waves of emotions discomfortingly shout,

“Let us go free, we don’t want to desiccate,”

YOU know they are true, but you still procastinate.

The mirage of YOU thought I was a pariah,

Threw me down to justify their Karma.

I fell into the lap of never-ending reality,

The moments with YOU were there for eternity …