seep, tears cloud passion 
joy-making fondness 
liquid dreams 
fattening bits of sweetness 
love's an illusion 
when you're in love 
the further away, the better 
sing, notes drip slowly 
feet-pounding daisies 
oceanic views 
descending supplies of dandies 
sight's an illusion 
when you see clearly 
the closer you are, the less you see                
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Stan...very profound and true and beautifully put. Only thing is that we forget this everytime we are in love or we see something.