Imaginary Lover

I have talked about the concern
the concern for my heart feeling left alone
the mind creating an imaginary lover
a lover who is mine and only mine

the loneliness too often makes my heart burn
I am afraid it just might turn to stone
seeking asylum underneath the cover
satisfaction is guaranteed every time

though she is the perfect woman
more perfect than I could ever deserve
she takes my every breath I breathe
asks me to love her in every single way

her lips are like strawberries bloomin'
dangerous because of all her tight curves
anything she whispers to me I believe
I ask her to visit me every single day

I reach to touch her but she is not there
I never get to hear her magic song
her gut string strums on a moonbeam
I cannot tell her much I love her

that's the sad part of this love affair
is when I awaken and she has gone
once again she was just a dream
a pillow of my mind my imaginary lover

Gomer LePoet ....