Poems

Its all just a fantasy ©️

In front of me there you stood, locks of raven black hair and a skin as nearly pale.

A hand on my cheeks as you stare into my ocean blue eyes.

With a touch of excitement, all I could hear is my chest' piercing cries.

It doesn't matter where we are, because all I can see is you and me.

Nothing can break this poisonous gaze.

As if everything is just a game of maze.

Minute by minute, inch by inch, second by second, as you grew near.

This blue eyes of mine, seems to find your pink pale lips,

As yours and mines met, I couldn't help but see us as the main character on the cliche clips.

They moved in sync like dancers, dancing gracefully,

At the music of a melancholy tone,

Until everything seems to be some kind of stone.

The eyes that I longed, disappeared before my sight.

Like my mind just played some kind of illusion,

Or my memories came into a conclusion?

I kept reasoning with what had happened,

Then it struck me like a tragedy,

because the memories that I thought I had was all just a fantasy.