30/04/2024
In the quiet whispers of the in-between,
Words without speaking, yet deeply seen.
A door once open, now in limbo, shut,
A bridge to dreams, now fragile, cut.
In the in-between, a place where souls align,
Dancing in the night, intertwining in time.
What happened to this realm, where dreams ignite?
A fleeting phase, or a lingering light?
At night, this space is a world of dreams,
Where minds wander through subconscious streams.
By day, the presence lingers, subtle and keen,
In moments of connection, unseen but serene.
The quiet in-between, where some can go,
For others, a secret they don’t know.
A hidden realm, elusive and serene,
Where hearts entwine in whispers unseen.
In this limbo, emotions ebb and flow,
Connections made, yet sometimes hard to know.
The rhythm of hearts in a dance of light and dark,
Seeking balance, rekindling the spark.
Where does the other go, sometimes near, sometimes far,
Who gets denied access to this elusive star?
Can we only enter when we feel joy’s light,
Or does this realm evade us in moments of plight?
A longing stirs, an absence felt, a sigh,
A murmur in the void, a whispered “why?”
Can this sanctuary endure, or is it gone?
A fleeting bridge, a fragile thread to walk upon?
Will this quiet haven persist through time,
A refuge where souls harmonize and align?
Or will it fade into memories, a fleeting trance,
A reminder of life’s delicate, shifting dance?
In the shadows, mysteries of connection unfold,
An elusive bond, a story yet untold.
Some find solace in this realm so serene,
While others search, yet never find this in-between.
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