A Few Realization

If walls could talk..
I hope it can deliver my affection
just as gentle a whisper: Let's have conversations and take a walk
With me,
Let us share stories

I'm tripping in words, abusing intention.
Sniffing sentences n phrases in bong, while smoking intonation.
I'm mainlining myself with poetry and songs.
Very addictive:)

All about mirage
is what we can see but not real
All about you
is what I can see, wish for, and think of
but cannot reach

Breezing through layers of meadow
I realize it's a small window
Nonetheless I keep baking hope
in case if it expand well enough,
it'll soften your heart a bit
and maybe sometime we could elope.

She is the girl with the broader smile and never back down
to live the way your will want to go.
Making every tick of the clock worth your while,
you are the realization of queen of the crown
with the ever kindities of the down low.

My words too few and this canvass too small
to describe my far admiration along
it's just a sorry about the misquoted balls
that made it indecent of a conversation.