Levitate Poem by Vincent Silvertop

I foresee our love.

It is a pretty picture,

There are hurdles in the way.

A purpose was found, something to love, maybe.

Some inner light, discovered, a fairy tale,

That would lull me in limbo.

Regenerate my faith in your love for me.

Straightening confusion,

Oxidizing life

I would forgive you,

Seeing the stars closer.

No passed regrets.

The future is.

Savouring the pleasure of love on earth.

Seeing the folly.

Riding on cupids wings.

Sitting in a plaza

Dancing the tango between loves rocks.

Levitating,