Monday, March 4, 2013

Love is An Illusion

My type of guy
comes to life everyday
in my memory

He is alive and can be
found on the streets of
Virginia

But I don't think
he realizes his
positioned place
in my history

My type of guy
came to my rescue
like he said he would
and even though
the expertise eluded him
he did shine

Nowadays
he's a picture
captured
hid and displayed
because some days that's all
I have.

 

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