She was an Optical Illusion
I have been writing poetry, fiction and short stories for many years and have completed a book of poems. I also enjoy comedy writing.
Breath taken
Body shaken
Eyes in confusion
Vision optical illusion
Beauty incomprehensible
Angelic undeniable
Royalty unquestionable
Love imaginable
Who is she? Is she real or made?
Will she last forever, or will she fade?
A Prototype for Love, maybe.
I want to hold, I want to touch, I am suddenly in Love
Wait, why is she floating away?
Where is she going? I want her to stay
What is this, is it my mind is it my eyes, now she is smoke
As the morning sun rises, she disappears as the flowers woke.
© 2018 Clive Williams