Wednesday, August 26, 2015

The Realm

A second thought it never took

A second glance I never took

It all happened in this realm

Where I found myself, surrendering

 

Nor did I ever look back

For it all just turned blank

Blinded by surrealism

Swept away in your arms

 

I fell through chasms of passion

Moved through tunnels of care

I saw light at the end of each

It all came from your eyes

 

Moments to minutes, minutes to hours

Your breath on me sensed heaven

I fell through yet again, like a pawn

Through a world of just our own


Gracias, 


Banker

 

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