In Search Of A Soulmate
He who chased bright wings
On through what forbids
Time's own fenced off bounds, nightly
As unseen leaps o'er.
No less the itchy
That child's venturing
To kiss down what, now dream- formed
Floats for a dream-face.
Yond this present, as Fate's place.
Swirls with soul's rapport.
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