At a time I was sure
So sure of my passions, desires, feelings
Fantasized
Sure to imagine gracious, beautiful moments with you alongside
Sometimes so many faces
Names, appearances, attractions
But my mind and heart would return to you
Now, a time
where people do not come with strong meaning
Stunning photos, blissful scenes
With who, though, shall they be?
So many names and people and potential
But without a passion, meaning, connection,
they may as well not be here
Saying that, I do not wish lovely fractions gone
I just hope for a presence, clear and strong
Time again
Passing nights
Dreaming on
Once, all you
A dilly-dally, now
Dabs in ponds
Ripples going, then gone
When is the time in which I'll be come over with such assurance to leap, dive, and submerge myself in sweet, refreshing, summer breath, ocean, heat, and breeze?
Liliana EL.
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