In distant vision, you are a mystery
When I close my eyes, I see you clearly
Trembling as I step closer in the mist
Happily, I awake to feel the tryst
Who are you? Anxiously I asked
A familiar look on a face well masked
Afraid to know and afraid to lose
Maybe the one; it’s hard to chose
Predicament as such leaves me wilted
But one gentle touch and gladly, I melted.
Sentimental Journeys 
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