Holding you is like a dream
Like an endless sea of blue
Or an infinite tunnel of delusion
Which may lead me to devastation
Holding your flabby hands like heaven
The color of a porcelain of the greek gods and goddesses
Your crimson colored eyes peer like a beautiful newly unveiled window
I astonished to see your zeest
But the beam suddenly disappear, as I realized you are only hallucination
Holding you is just an imagination
Chasing you is like a vim and elation
But the stupidity of wishing the impossible
Is like a deluge of despair and dejection.
©®Lurie Miranda
Lurie Miranda a.k.a Anonymous Writer is one of a quiet, wattpader of this generation, she has overflowing words in mind to write, She mostly tells about many things that attracts her attention and boom the world with her knowledge.
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