We always wonder
days go by,
what’s on your mind,
where has your imagination gone,
oh we can busy ourselves,
find our lives
in a new plane
a level of comfort
perhaps for the time being
maybe forever,
not everyone would like
to agree.
We walked outside our
comfort zone
when life became some
sort of realistic
mystery novel
all a fantasy,
throw some romance inside,
when it all falls apart,
we find a way
to narrow the scope
to an awful
unattainable pursuit.
Oh to know the soft glove
on my cheek that would be love.
apersonaljourney - stories of love 