Stalking Reflections ( Original Poem )
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Stalking, pacing, tracks for footsteps
A haunting sensation of a hunted hunter
Eye contact tranquilising predator to prey
An effective dart of soul gazing
Eyes an effective glass mirror into the soul
Peering deeper than comfort could ever know
A floating reflection across an icy lake
Déjà vu a chilling flash back
A search beyond the borders of the waking mind
Desperate for a glimpse of you, a touch
Body rising to falling heights, a possible drop to oblivion
Risking it all for love everlasting
No trophies for those who fall furthest
Competition a simple personal pursuit
Swirling the mind in a whirlpool
Illusory home for truth seekers
Very good my friend @ linzo, beautiful poem, very good metaphor
"There are no trophies for those who are further from
The Competition a simple personal search
Swirls of Mind in a Whirlwind
Illusory house of seekers of the truth "
Congratulations
I am really happy you enjoyed it, yes, we really like leaving our illusions.