these clouds - layer after layer of words..
eclipse even that minute glimpse..
as gasping.. groping in the dark..
a soul desperately tries to find itself..
helplessly caught in a maelstrom of emotions..
this pandora's box blows into a writer's realm..
tentative.. who opens it to a torrent of words..
mingled with thoughts.. enmeshed in dreams..
in eternal torment.. suspended in the cosmos..
at times perihelion, teasingly close..
they swing out on this elliptical path..
wooing their myriad moons.. held in some gravitational spell..
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