My mind is afloat in the braided stream;
Memories that always gets in the way.
Covering the past by means of daydream
That made me shed tears that I can't delay.
Recalling the past all of a sudden;
Dreaming possibilities that helps me...
To waste my time that I wish could happen
Without any comfort that I could feel.
Like a gleaming shooting star passing by;
I'll soon forget your soothing tone of voice.
Forgetting you without saying goodbye
Will only happen if I make that choice.
To tell you the truth, I'm glad that we've met;
You are still the blinding star in my head.
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To tell you the truth, I'm glad that we've met; You are still the blinding star in my head. very nice expressions of love dear poetess. tony