Fantasies
His eyes are so entrancing,
And I cant help getting lost in their mysterious swirls of color,
What goes on behind those eyes?
Oh how I want to know,
What lies behind those eyes,
The pictures,
The replaying moments,
I know that underneath my lids,
My happiest memories replay,
With vivid pictures and sound to go with them,
I wonder sometimes if people’s minds work the same as mine do?
When a moment occurs I get theme music,
And images of what I want to happen flood my mind,
But in reality they happen,
Boringly,
Well I can fantasize.
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