Fleets of Pictures and Stolen Delights
by MariacelliIt's something with you and me
Main product of my fantasy
I cling to the depths of desperation
As I try to weave the memory lane
Looking back at the future
Captured by this picture
As moments come and go
Like fleets of emotions clinging to the shore
Your thoughts do surround me
As I try to set them free
Trying to get a grasp of what's happened
Or happening, or will happen
It's a stolen delight
Like surrendering to the fight
For it will always be a picture
On my mind.
posted by Mia G @ 7:13 PM
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