August 24, 2004

My Reality

Life is life
A question left in the heart
Let the mind wonder about it
Let it try to break the ice, for a start

Apples on trees
Too red, too green
My reality is fixed
Upon one dream

One day
You'll pull through the fog
Like a rainbow in the rain

One day
I'll see
Your face

Would you be everything I wanted you to be?
Who knows?
Would you be the way I dreamed about you?
I don't think so

My heart
Is a flying bird
I am tired
I want to get a girl

This poem is intended for those who understand
Those who don't can just go away instead of trying to comprehend

My idea of love
Is first attraction
Develop a friendship
And you have mental satisfaction

Other things
Will come my way
How soon?
I don't know really when, to say


God, I miss being in love

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