Lane Of Enchantment
Lane of Enchantment
Although the images we created during special times
are etched forever in special caverns of our minds.
As I look upon your face, I see the mirror of our past
as I look into your eyes, I see our history unfold in irises.
As I run my hand through your hair, I watch the sun reflect
as I look upon your face, I see a vision of our future.
Copyright © Floyd Neal | Year Posted 2023
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