Illusions

Something I created Visions of you and me being synchronized Maybe to you the picture faded But it's eternally captured in my mind The memory is for my own survival I dream to feed my soul to the far corners of my mind i travel For my spirit to become whole But its just an illusion they say and I have to cheat with the thought I imagine you as an everlasting print You have become my work of art I'll keep adding to the creation So the picture outgrows even you Build it up to perfection Till it no longer stands true Only then will I be able to escape the memory The sweetness in your eyes When the You that I so clearly see Becomes an other person with time