Limerence

He stares blankly into illusion

Blankly into chance

Into what could be, but isn't

 

Running across his mind is reality

But across his heart is Limerence

 

He wants one, but needs the other

He desires chance, but depends on reality

He thinks of reality, but lives in illusion

 

Balance...balance.....oh the balance of limerence

The End

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