ILLUSIONS
Just like a magician
She wards her wand
A spell she casts
Filled with promises, unspoken
Left to the imagination,
To ponder upon
The rest, to yearn
Till we meet
DELUSIONS
He accepts
He says he does
Promises untold
Left for him to create
In his mind's eye,
A world of sweet desires fulfilled
Till we meet
2 comments:
ah why doesnt any1 comment on this stuff.. I LOVE THIS..keep writing.
Thanks for the encouragement, Shels. Will do.
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