Come out of the picture,
it seems like you can.
It seems like you smile at me
every now and then.
Maybe I'm lonely,
maybe it's true,
I think it's enchantment,
I think I love you.
Come out of the picture,
move into the lee,
my arms are open,
come to me.
A nice poetic imagination, Moonchild. You may like to read my poem, Love and Lust. Thanks
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Amazing imagination of love makes wise expression of romance.10