by Lizardin Bain

don’t

The world swirls around

glistering with rainbow hue

of the dome, where my fantasies bound;

The place without rue.

 

I loved it there,

despite the sirens calling me out.

I have only a glance to spare,

I’m not leaving my glorious hideout.

 

It tempts, sometimes –

but don’t…my beautiful trouble –

I can forget your words, your eyes…

But I cannot live outside my bubble.

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