Vision Of Distraction - Poem by Orlando Belo
Like a thought that comes from nowhere.
Like a memory that comes to mind.
You fill my head with your presence,
no matter where, or the time.
You come to me from a world of perfection,
of blue skies, meadows, and trees.
Moving as a kissing breeze amongst the flowers,
then with your eyes and smile, you tease.
I’m happily lost in your vision of distraction,
content to be taken from where I should be.
I have become a lovesick romantic dreamer,
obsessed by love and its imagery.
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