​’tis been an eternity,

since i met you,
your eyes,

                 into whose deep

                 depths,

                 cascading within,
                 i would gladly

                 drown,
plummeting into,

all of you,
within you,

your thoughts,
your dreams,
your

waking

fantasies,

oh i would indeed,

if these were not mere scribbles,

                 empty, hollow,
bereft of hope,

entombed in sorrow … … …

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