Okay? Okay.
"A chimerical guy
you love"
snorted the
snobbish dabsters.
Believing in
Marvel and miracle
I'm certain; my love
will not remain a velleity.
In; I find
the soul of his,
infant as always,
and fresh as the mist.
Illusion,
few claim.
Never did I mind,
'cause love doesn't need acclaim.
"Always"
I promise his soul.
"okay?"
"okay" came the voice I endeavour.
*****
Tfios fans would understand the feeling. Or anyone who was/is in love with a fictional character would! :D
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Voice Of The Heart
PoetryThe place that I live, is inside my head. And the only place apart from that, is in a piece of paper. There's no in-between. | I think, you feel. I I write, you imagine. I I bleed, you heal.
