The Streets Of Paris

So many memories flooding them,

Rivers of sorrow and love, of you and I

Of fate and fateness...no word to express.

A future of you and I, of a wedding dress.

Of children, of hopes, of dreams...of Forever.

S t o r y b o o k wishing.

Mindless t h o u g h t s.

K i s s e s of imagery,

Wishing for you in i m a g i n a t i o n.

If I could invision a sunrise

I'd see the end of all things and time.

I'd see a rose in bloom

Lurking in the pain and gloom of future nights.

“To die by your side is such a heavenly way to die”

But the death of a heart need no rhyme, no explanation.

How do I see my future in you

If this is not love?

One second is enough time to die, to live, to breath,

To fall in love.                              Don't you agree?

Hopeless romantic, hopeless romantic, hopeless romantic am I!

A sorrow soul, a lost love letter.

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Dove's feather.

Who's to say our future not lay on the moon,

In the shadows of the moonlight of a sweeter love?

Am I your compass to an eternal fool?

To your sweet romance of another soul?

My thoughts linger on your face

Until I find a better, a grander, a greater"

But maybe all I am is just an endless “see ya later.”

Maybe I have too many thorns or roots.

Maybe my world is stuck on mute.

Maybe it's me...maybe no destiny lies w a i t i n g.

Maybe I just freeze and fade with t i m e,

While you " oh sweet and beautiful you " move on.

While you roll down the streets of Paris,

The craters of the moon,

The rays of starlight of the milky way

And find your eternal bliss captured in one, destined, b e a u t i f u l, kiss.

While I " oh miserable and hopeless I " am forever alone...

Tell me once, not any more:

Can you utter those words?

Can you tear apart my very soul with tone of merriment?

“We're just...friends.”

And friends indeed is how we end.

Reviews

[Peppy]

Lovely

[Aristede Craig Jr]

lovely beautiful