The Delusive Dream
Expressing emotion for somebody
is a wonderful, delightful feeling;
so with true purpose and reason
we avoid the temptation of a fling,
making that person with sincerity
the main center of our attention.
I wouldn't love anybody
who doesn't show any thrill
for the delusive dream
I'm building;
I stopped at crossroads
ib confusion and saw
a hand reaching out to me,
I started smiling.
The delusive dream
is being realized
quicker than I had imagined,
sleeping upright
with thoughts of doubt
and dark insight:
I'm glad to say that Elise
came and stayed.
Elise was a beautiful rose
in a garden of lilies,
I spotted her on a walk
to the shoreline
when the sunset
had the pretty colors
of the butterflies:
she stood there
and asked me
to be my bride.
Adventure is an escape
to have fun,
there's no commitment;
a roulette spun:
freely giving, not anything worthwhile;
do we want this or love for a lifetime?
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