Cravings are temporary fantasies
They last enough to feed dreams
Eyes wonder delivering promises
Stopped by distress
The need to respond your calling
It’s just an illusion
Blocked by your inaction
Time flies stamping its signature
Clearly printed
Embarrassment it is
You are not there
Only your fear
The sweet illusion
Replaced by a long walk
Along the lonely track
Where daisies
Were replaced with rocks
Your inability to move forward
Gives me the strength
To jump high on my own
After all the sun shines
To warm up my walk.
—-JeG
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