Mirage Poem by EU STRESS
Mirage
Every time I rummage
My core consciousness,
Your face floats upon my tears,
Surrounded by a misty hue
Like the lost Titanic recovered from
Some unexplored chasm
Entwined with planktons and weeds.
Amidst the painted oasis
Of my preconscious cognition,
You flash like a mirage
Spurting a sudden draft of oxygen
Into my vigilant capillaries;
As a ventilator generates life
Into a dyspnoeic soul.
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