Words describing your sensation,
A touch defines your attraction.
Was that an illusion?

Rain mumbling outside the window,
Colour of my sky being indigo,
Was that an illusion?

Bleeding poetry for you,
Whispering your name to you,
Was that an illusion?

I was into oblivion with your presence,
That passive feeling gave me the quintessence,
Of your undefined love to that,
Illusionary night.



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