Love's Mirrored Shadows
We soar to an imagined wonderland
Holding hands, laughing as we ascend
Into places overflowing with our dreams
Where happiness is all, we are young
And wild and free...
Then, suddendly we are older and
Our love reflections are mirrored shadows,
Our emotions whisper from the sadness
Of ficitious insipid feelings.
Cynthia
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