What I am seeing is quite explainable.
Although the placing of it is not always obtainable.
The creation of its appearance is maintainable.
When I see it at a perspective that is not unattainable.
I'll take the replacement of love with an abstract viewing.
Nostalgic moments might be oppressed in the dreaming.
I won't let this fall into the equation of the scheming.
In it holds no particular meaning.
But my faith on its last legs will be leaning.
I'll make it another day with an abstract viewing.
Seeing it with observant eyes is not phasing.
There is no way for my sight to be hazing.
Nothing around is able to be crazing.
Especially when a love as the one I see is raising.
It's there because I'm seeing it with abstract viewing.
Lasting a few seconds at a time.
My eyes see the results so sublime.
Which makes the tensions of anticipation climb.
The loving of this picture is not a crime.
I was brought back to reality after an abstract viewing.
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