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Difficult to focus, the lens covered in dew
Pathways known only, by a selected few
Thoughts swirling, within a whisper of time
Complementing my life, that turned out just fine
Difficult to focus clearly, with a tear in my eye
With so much more left to see, before I die
Blurred vision, the beauty of soft focus
Capturing your colours, and becoming a plus
Sound muffled, within a day so fogged
Thoughts swimming, becoming waterlogged?
Memories swirl as if “the will of the wisp”
Imagination rebounds, and echoes in the mist
Photographing memories, within today’s mist
Personal private visions, forming a very long list
Urgently searching, for that elusive thought
Explaining, it is my heart that you have caught
There is only one way to say
"I Love You"
But there are thousands of ways to demonstrate
Enjoy . Steve . Aka . The Old Sea Dog . 2005 . ©
An original created by "This Steve" for your consideration
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