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.

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