Dreams & Delusions…

New Directive, Same Objective

I enjoy the small things…
Butterflies with tiny wings,
Children playing on swings…

I laugh and smile,
Feel content for a while,
Though comfort is fragile…

I turn towards your blank face,
When will our experiences interlace?
Your cold stare I can’t erase…

I shift my perspective,
Find a new directive,
Love is my objective…

~Antanya

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