Your Choice
I wonder how clear it must look from
there to here?
with no obstruction or selfish
corruption in the atmosphere.
no fear, less tears, only time to catch
my breath,
but I fail to inhale because your love
constricts my chest.
The confusion sets in blinding me,
and it's because of you I now see.
Only time will tell just how much of
this is real,
so for now all I know is what you
make me feel.
it's one of a kind,
like a stars only shine,
are you there?
My eyes stare to find.
What's behind this blind notion of
mine?
Sometimes it plays tricks on my
mind.
It's like love or hate,
now is that real or fake?
It's a thin line but that's your choice to
make.
Copyright © Joan Mccue | Year Posted 2014
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