Illusion Poem by Michel Angelo

Even when you're
not on my mind
I keep thinking of you
in some strange way
As if you're on my mind.
When the sun is hidden
in the grey sky
draining the light by
the clouds and rain
I keep thinking of you
you were scared of winter

When the cloud is dull and rain
dull and grey
On the world and in my heart
Slowly built up green
I think of you
You're catering the warmth
Between you and me
are we building the truth,
or more of
An illusion! ! !