a love poem

Fill me with strength and with love
I seek you like adventure
You are like a bowl of soup and hot noodles on a cold day
I keep looking for you, within me and outside
I know where to find you but I am shy

So meet me in my dreams
My memory only serves for a few minutes the dream I wake from
Be not shy as am I
Wake me up with vigor everyday

I do not long for you anymore
Can anyone reach a destination? 
Is not the word journey a misnomer? 
You are dream,and waking state
If we someday meet
I hope not to find you but to discover you everyday

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