Under her pillow..


  
Under her pillow lies her desire,

from wanderlust to rise higher.

While shes asleep she isn’t really sleeping,

her thoughts keep her alive,

keeps her awake in her subconscious,

to reach the never seen,

to reach the unknown,

to reach after horizon.

I guess her curiosity keeps her insomniac.

Her curiosity to witness,

The eccentric,

unforeseen,

inexplicable.

Now I know her why all her notion was outlandish.

Now I am a part of her secret too.

Dont find me.

This is better!

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