Dreaming Wide Awake
.... How strange to dream of you, awake, I find, When sunlight bathes the world in golden hue. Your presence lingers, etched within my mind, A haunting specter, vivid and anew. In daylight's realm, where reality lies, I walk amidst the bustling, conscious throng. Yet thoughts of you, unbidden, mesmerize, As if our souls were bound, forever long. Your laughter dances in the gentle breeze, Soft whispers echo, though you're far away. A phantom touch, a fleeting moment seized, Emotions swirl, where
