Untarnished Fantasy

September 26, 2011
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Although perfectly accepted
Drifting effortlessly to greet me,
Like I hold an ounce of consequence
Their exquisite faces resemble those of a porcelain doll.
Their hair an immaculate mix of every color imaginable
A man and a woman
Joined in matrimony
A somber, yet content look graces their identical faces.
This was the picture seen by an unoriginal,
pathetic creature.
Awoken by an eerily familiar sound
A desolate memory lay untouched beside me.
The perfect man and woman were the absolute,
Untarnished forms of what could have been.
A ridiculous declaration I suppose,
Although I was quite sure.
This dream had become a repetitive fantasy.
I’ve dreamt this dream in and out of my slumber.
Awake or asleep, my state of mind remains the same.
I’ll meet you there someday.
Where else would I go?

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