Jun 2020
Sometimes, sometimes, sometimes...
A hazy memory with a clear idea
Memory was it?
or an imagination...
I see a cloud adrift above me
Then I realized it was both
Enough to keep it real
Enough to imagine
But I'd like to keep it real
As long as I imagine
A reality all about us.
A hazy memory with a clear idea
Memory was it?
or an imagination...
I see a cloud adrift above me
Then I realized it was both
Enough to keep it real
Enough to imagine
But I'd like to keep it real
As long as I imagine
A reality all about us.
You know sometimes I don't know if I make sense with what I write but I always think of the person I really like, and this really influences my writing.
