The ruined peace

By mbmziks    mbmziks

You are filled with your own infatuations;
Absolutely wrapped up in your own imaginations.
You are in a world of your own, a place unknown and,
You are the master of this Terra Incognita.
You are completely immersed in the wonders you can see;
Beautiful dazzling imageries awaken you,
The soulful being.
It seems like time is at an actual stand still and,
Nothing else could be a bigger deal, until suddenly,
The phone rings.

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