Busy For The Moment

Poem, Poetry

For a moment it things were bliss.

For a moment I heard the birds.

For a moment my visions were coloured,

for just a moment, forever were a grasp away.

I were the lively one

and you were coy,

for a moment, if only a moment,

we felt peace and we experienced joy.

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