Sunday, November 30, 2025

Mirage



You approach me 

Like seeing this beauty

In a far off place

A mirage of colors

That only pushes itself away

When one gets too close


Afraid to be seen

Like a phantasm 

You thought you saw

Pushes you more

As you try again

To approach from another direction

In hopes to attract 


Another glimpse facing you

Miles down the road

Pulling you in

Getting closer

Still pushing away


You try and try and try some more

To distract 

In hopes it will just stop

So you can admire what you have been seeing


Begin to wonder

Will you ever catch up

Of something moving so fast

Repealing so hard

Like opposing magnets


Trying to convince this beauty

To stay for awhile

Stop retracting from you 

Maybe one day you will

It will stand still

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