blurr (8 years old, quickly revised)

Written by: Sag Capone

Poetry is my passion,
But love is ever-lasting
It never dies,
Just remains on the inside trapped in.
I travel back to taste your lips pressed against mine,
Stuck for the moment, then a prisoner to present time.
All that I wished was to remain how we were,
Now I write these rhymes with my eyes in a blurr.