With a whisper, it fades into the night.
the dreams, wishes and hopes of the light,
they fade with the little twinkling tiny sighs,
the scent, a lingering trace of its skies.
What dreams does it pocket with it?
What do these dreaming wishers permit?
The secrets lost to the worshipers and Gods,
that triumph against all odds.
One day secrets revealed, the dreamers lost,
a paradise and all turned into deep frost.
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Not much thought into this. Perhaps its about adam and eve.
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Good Poem
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