Three steps forward,
You're at a distance that could never be reached
Six steps back
Your way of life, of being of speech
Are so bewildering
That I cannot fool myself into a hypothetical scenario
A fantasy of meeting gazes
And of lips that in due time would follow suit
Three steps forward
Yet again my mind
Decides beforehand what I want and cannot have
Seven back
decided to bring
into fruition a sight
Regardless of truth
Twisting neural pathways to recieve imagined messages
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Miscellaneous Poetry 2018-2019
PoetryA collection of poems recently written- some for entertainment, some for classes.
