She appears in my dreams
Herself but surrean.
Unspoken she stands
Crafting her hands
She rarely speaks.
When she does, It’s a mystery.
He rarely appears, Within my worlds.
Faceless and distant, he still always smiles.
His essence strong.
A voice comes along.
Thy messages are clear.
Every sow that I hear.
My dearest loved ones.
I awake from my sleep.
Curiousity thrown, into my keep.
For what I ask, My mother so sweet.
Why I ask, my father so deep.
The distance grows, and resistance steeps
The passing time continues to weep.
©Rareity 4-17-16 💐🌹
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