She stares at me,
That captured moment,
Her face in a grin,
Mine in a wink,
All when time was perfect.
Engulfed in the image,
Takes me back to the night,
Of innocence and Youth,
Before the world changed us.
We're stuck in time,
Everything paused,
As I enjoy the moments,
Capsules of time,
On one single photo.
We were everything,
Until times changed,
But I'll always have this time,
Cherished in a capsule of love.
-
DelicatleyDeadly3
It's not that poetic but hey, it's a bit of fun 😊
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darkened innocence - a poem anthology
Poëziea cluster of original poems about the dark wonders of the youth. I found these in my drafts and I decided to give them a publish. Be sure to read through and remember this is only for entertainment purposes. Xoxo, - DelicatleyDeadly3
