Saturday, 11 February 2017

Imagine

They say I imagine!

The little things...
The smile.
The love.
The jealousy.
The anger.

Well maybe, I do!
The moment.
The connection.
The fear.
The longing.

But they are all I have.
The sounds.
The seconds.
The distances.
The walls.

So let me hold them close.
And leave them to their fancy.
For, I die the day I cease to imagine.




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