Thousands of feet above the ground
submerged in clouds carrying me two hours back in time
I count each one in slow motion while anticipating the clock change
five hours away from seeing almost three years right in front of me
I lay back in my seat and close my eyes as the bliss evolves
how rare it feels to finally be engulfed in this moment
after years of passion traveling two thousand miles
years of a dream flying closer than I’ve ever known
before this moment I’ve only ever understood
how far emotion could carry itself through
with everything saturated in us
rarely ever did it feel like you were so far away
but nothing compares finally meeting in person
all that had grown from loving at a distance
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Saint Patrick's Blind Date
This is for the latest Vocal challenge that you can read about below. The limerick only clocks in at thirty words, but I hope it brings a smile to your face. I can't change the font or size in the Vocal editor so took a screenshot of my limerick as well
By Mike Singleton - Mikeydred6 days ago in Poets
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The mirror showed a reflection that wasn't my own. She had the same brown hair, same blackheads, same tired eyes looking back at me, but somehow I knew she was a fake. It was in the expression on her face, as if she was keeping a secret. I scoffed at her, spraying the antique mirror with some cleaning solution and wiping it with a cloth. The rest of the parlor’s furnishings were shrouded in dust covers. I thought it best to keep them covered and only use what was necessary.
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