Blind Spot

I walked out past the door, and I
Was yet to notice it had rain, block eye
Slippery the ground, I fall on to hers affair, romance fair,
Love, started from scratch,
Explorable, ready to bleach a branch,
I was a trajectory, onto her heart I traveled.

Before the rains could stop, I realized,
On her side was a reliable harbor, blazed,
Feeling dizzy by her side, sold,
My heart pledged, never let go, be bold,
I gave it an assurance, on we go

We climbed every mountain, love tour,
And went down the river bank, through water clear,
I couldn't stop admiring what we had, funny?
While it was with us, I wanted it all, crazy?
Had served with kisses, and days out.

A dream you say?
Things weren't real, blurred each day,
Drawn on the board, that the picture wasn't sure,
I dreamt, I woke up, I cried, I wasn't clear,
She was still a crush, still couldn't touch her.

Brian Dredan
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