Thread: Rüya Aqua

An angel descended from a virtual mist,
walking in shadows; I failed to miss
her grace, a blinding beauty – captured
like a canvas glossed in a heavenly paste;
these sightly encounters seen only in dreams,
I'd look forward to the night!

Swimming forth through aquariums built in mind –
we'll purify,
as innocent intentions glisten
forming those diamonds in imagination
placed there, for
mining in a fleeting realm;
we'd meet our other self, and
share over electric waves caught in the air.

Emulating a psychic distraction,
meant only for your eyes;
I'm serving recollections plate
while turning over in subconscious states,
until at last I find you there... sleeping as I awake.