Of Bold Colors between Black and WhiteA Poem by Pi Cee
A brush against my memory,
painting perfect fantasies where I do what I should have and kiss who I could have. Where my dreams are real and will is strong. Where miles are minutes and seconds are kisses. Where life still takes turns but bridges never burn. Where I'm not afraid to take risks and I learn better the first time. I have a gallery full, of hundreds of these paintings. Where life seems to be better, where my eyes see the things that are better, and I find who I was meant to be. © 2012 Pi CeeReviews
|
Stats
150 Views
4 Reviews Shelved in 1 Library
Added on August 18, 2012Last Updated on September 22, 2012 |

Flag Writing