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The Love Encounter

Everyone's Dream

By Harydo NeonPublished 7 years ago 3 min read
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And so i begin this journey, not sure where i head

As they say, it all begins with a single step

Shy to take this step, even though it's a must

But I walk alone, with no one I can trust

And so I decide to go full throttle on it

But my legs are stuck on the pad labelled brake

My eyes gazed down, not on earth but its inhabitants

My ears listened, not to the music but to the lyrics

My nostril thought it breathed in air, but the air is possessed

Oh! my mouth, would never cease to open in awe

All these are happening but yet I haven't moved an inch

And a stone is right in front of me, staring

Till someone kicks it, Yes, it moved

It has more courage than me, it surged forward

Am I held back by my past?

Am I running away from my future?

My position punishes me, it makes me weep

It gets so bad and a good sleep is even a rare gift

But then just in the point of total armageddon

In the millisecond, of probably wishing to be a stone

She comes by and waits close to me

Who she waits for? I have no clue, not like it's my business

She doesn't exist, am not alive, pure pretence.........

My eyeball stretches his hands to grab her eyes

But it seems hers has already come halfway

We talk and talk, how it started? I will tell you

Only if you can explain why the sea is blue

We spoke of things, things and things

More like past, future and present flings

Emotions paints her eyes red

To her eyes, the ocean drops of water, it spares

My rhythmic thinker beats fast and slowly simultaneously

As the muscle of my arm lifts itself towards her

As it acts as a wiper, she holds them firmly

She looks at me, gives this smile that makes me think

A thousand thoughts, a million future plans

Our speech vessels become magnetic poles

Obviously she's the positive,and i,undoubtably, the negative

They eventually attract, repel, attract and repel

And thus her head rests its thoughts on my shoulder

Suddenly i became Dante and she, Beatrice

Approximately 2 hours 3 minutes,

Timetaken, time well spent

Her legs itch, it wants to move

My legs respond, it starts a twitchy groove

Finally i leave that spot, that bull's eye

The worst place to stand, it's indeed a ghost zone

But then again, if i moved, I wouldn't have seen her

Her voice, i wouldn't hear

Her body of gracious elegance, i wouldn't hold

The right time came and i moved, further than the stone

I write this after 20 years where I become a father

And that lovely lady, the mother to my prince and princess

Right now, I stare at the moving vehicles and speak inside

What a life i have been given

Everyone has everything but not that thing

I have that thing but not everything

The pen, now I must drop

For my daughter needs assistance with her homework.

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About the Creator

Harydo Neon

I drain my thoughts through my pen. That's the only way I breathe.

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