Young and stolen
Full of bubble gum
Waiting, tempted
Into walking away
Balloons high in the sky
Swirling around her thoughts
The insanity of the moment
Daring step nearer
Wishing for that kiss
That will never be given
As he leans in towards her
She is stolen
Staring with eyes full of hate
And hearts full of stones
She won't turn back
Nor step forward
Moment by moment
The intensity grows
like a bubble gum bubble
Ready to blow
Don't let him steal this
This one special gift
The only thing
She can truly call hers
Don't fly away just yet
Don't flutter through the door
He's only there for the moment
The moment worth being taken
Don't let him call you
Stolen in the wake
Of the ocean's tide
Drenched with your memories
A contest entry
- Image Inspiration by Hadji Murad.
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