(The title is inspired by Hans zimmers's OST from the Best CBM ever, Dawn of Justice : extended cut)
Dreams are reality's lie, and I had the most lucid dream tonight.
It was this lady with byzantine halation, a herald whom I had never before seen.
Out of knowhere she shows up across me, tranquilizing me slowly with her very being.
We spoke magic till dawn until she vanished, as silently as she appeared in the beginning.
I can't tell if she is unreal,
She is so distant yet so clear.
I still don't care if she is my delusion,
nor do I care if she's fleeting moments of longing.
All I know is she made me feel at home, like it was my homecoming.
My yearning are for those surreal moments, Where I had no more truths left to conceal.
My yearning is for this dream, that made my dormant abilities reveal.
Speak, she whispered and I spoke.
Listen, I pleaded and she listened.
All along making me realise something,
that she was a manifestation of the symphony I didn't know I need.
She doesn't just belong in the spectrum, she's on my frequency.
She's the sun that never sets in the winter that never leaves.
She shone like a pale lilac orb floating peacefully in the eve.
Silently floating across the dark waves of a tarn.
Don't blunder about what I feel for her,
She's more than just a melodious song.
She's the most hypnotic music, with the perfect lyrics there is.
She isn't what I saw in the Mirror of Erised, She was the the Mirror of Erised personified.
She isn't my patronus, She is the memory living behind.
No I don't love her, she's too glorious to be
mine.
She sang me a lullaby with words & notes that resonated with every atom of mine,
A lullaby I had wished to hear every troubled night.
She was everything beautiful, pure and right.
The contentment sensing her nearby was deep enough that I still silently cry.
She shattered my perceptions of reality.
She could be me from another multiverse, appearing only during my sleep because,
She felt so real, so clear.
I don't lament never seeing her again,
For some moments are too surreal to be repeated anyway.
I had the most beautiful dream tonight,
even though I know it is a lie.
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