Occasionally
By bartman
Occasionally I look on you Without my solemn reserve In a place where time stands still And I forget to breathe But dwell upon a beauty And live inside a paradise Delusions disappear And clarity presides Inside this other realm Of silent words and light, I escape reality And experience perfection. Written September 3rd, 2001 © on Sep 02 2001 05:57 PM PST 0 • 10
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"Occasionally I look on you..."