longing (villanelle)

lucid dreams in which you’re near
bending laws of time and space
wishing just for you to be here

the lies of fate seem all too clear
like the lines upon my face
lucid dreams in which you’re near

doubts with ugly heads that rear
of futility in which i need to chase wishing just for you to be here

and you’re the one i hold most dear
familiar lines in a stranger’s place
lucid dreams in which you’re near

and hope it sheds a single tear
upon my lips in which to taste
wishing just for you to be here

thoughts of love tainted by fear
the sweet, the bitter gently laced
lucid dreams in which you’re near
wishing just for you to be here

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