bokeh.

In darkness of night,

I feel the melancholy

of what cannot be seen;

yet evident upon itself.

 

I can see the fairy lights

calling fairies to dance

upon the tune of a piano

to take away the pain

-and offer it to violin.

 

I wonder, converse-ly

‘what be left then

to call my own?’

hitherto a bokeh.

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