Illusion
When I peer through muddied eyes
I see you
Quite endearing is that smile you bear
Waiting for my embrace and tender kiss
This place fills me with hope
I turn to glance at a passerby
When tilting my head back to you
With a shine in these eyes
You.
Are.
Air.
Copyright © Melissa Ross | Year Posted 2008
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