The Dreamer
I am but the dreamer, never the dream,
Yearning to shimmer like an endless blue ocean,
A cascade of stars dancing upon its gleam,
Not a mere stream, lost and forgotten.
I long to bloom as an ethereal flower,
With eight flawless petals kissed by the dawn,
A radiant stem, standing in endless power—
Yet I am but a lone leaf, with twilight withdrawn.
Desire burns within, a longing untamed,
Yet the sky denies what my soul has schemed,
For I am but the dreamer, never the dream.
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