by LapisLazuli

I think of her.
Inside my own realm,
I paint her seemly,
as if a breathing masterwork.
Because thoughts of her that live in me,
are as alive as her living flesh that lives faraway.

I think of her,
and there is no moment in my life I do not.


Submission date : 2016-09-20

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Em ( F P C D ) at 2016-09-20

This is beautiful. I've always been told distance makes the heart grow fonder.


LapisLazuli at 2016-09-21

Thank you :) And yes it does, at least for the most people who believes so.