Tomorrow Isn'T Real
Living life's fantasy,
my wildest dream, came true.
The first time that we kissed,
I fell in love with you.
Forging hope into love,
you knew just how to please.
And with uncanny skill,
captured my heart with ease.
Held in your warm embrace
a boy became a man.
And we shared adventures,
like only lovers can.
With anxieties quelled,
we're left floating on air.
And dance in the moonlight,
like we haven't got a care.
On life's merry-go-round,
love dictates how hearts feel.
Today is everything;
tomorrow isn't real.
1/16/2015
Copyright © Emile Pinet | Year Posted 2015
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