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A random poem; Thoughts press deeply within my mind and I could not move away. What do you believe this is about?

black-and-white, blur, child

Lovely where do you hide?
Under the milky cup of tender moments?
Or you dancing with the sugar plum frozen?

Let the water dance around you
Holding a sword to protect you
They sing siren songs.

Lovely where did you go?
Desire building up to find you.
Lost you among the chaos.

A soft whisper presses against the neck
Whisker chills among my hand.
Soft yet you stand so grand.

Eyes of blue oceans
You stand unbroken
By the ever reopen.

Reaching out for you
yet you float away.
Gasping for air
I must go too.