There's magic, a fantasy painted true
With vibrant colors of a soft hue
Visually stimulating, even with quirks
My mind simulates fireworks
I hide my eye so you can't see
The craving and illusion of what could be
Get your fingers wet in the paint of my mind
Leaving your fingers stained, a fading memory
Reminders, with temptations of something savory
Away from you, I plot and scheme
When next, we will together dream?
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