Real

March 29, 2012 Poetry, Rainbows 2

by Lilly Baxley

What is real

these thoughts, emotions, craziness that I feel

I see you even when you’re not here, smell you, hear your voice

so in love with you, I didn’t have a choice

the second I saw you, as they say, you swept me off of my feet

even though in mystery we had to meet

music, the sun shining, pouring rain, everything reminds me of you

when did I fall this hard, I have no clue

listening to incubus, wish you were here

but I know how you feel, so I will have no fear

heaven is when we’re together, just looking into your eyes

but when you leave me a part of me dies

tell me you love me so mind, body and soul, I can soar

and just so you know, you are the one I adore.

About Lilly Baxley

Stage manager, theater lover, artist in various forms. poetry writer and wannabe killer of zombies! (Michonne in the making)

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