Introverted, keenly self-conscious dude
often seeks peaceful solitude,
withdraws deep within,
inside his soul, so as not to define
or to conceptualize passing time,
but to it become oblivious
His very own private universe
music soft, everywhere, endless
Deep inside, he contemplates
The sinful assaults on his consciousness;
the profound absence
of his elusive soulmate…
He wonders….
“O my love,
In solitude, deep in yourself,
May you drift
in to my conscious,
I drift into yours,
Together,
we become as one
Two long lost and lonely souls,
Apart, but finally home”
Through the windows
The world outside is beautiful
Beckons, to taste what they feel…
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