Expectations
Withered is love
and fading
as the light does
in winter
without control
or knowing
it dissolves
disappears
and haunts
ghostly as reflection
hanging just above
watchers
heads and shoulders
slightly above hearts
just below understanding
between hoping
and growing
glimpse the burned
image
remember the
outline
and search among
unfamiliar faces
for a recognition
of desire
and wanting
while running through the rain
mindless
obsessed
and cold
to discover
mocking wisdom
tainting the ideal
and feeding the
passion
for
passion
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