I don’t care what anyone else says,
I will always stay in this place
of fabricated dreams,
creating loving scenes of him
to cope with the pain
of never being with him.

To feel as if I was kissing him,
basking in the seamless spark,
my heart so trapped in his heart,
his vibe so electrifying,
his design so divine,
my eyes so blind in his time,
my mind so full of flowery rhymes.

I’m not losing it at all.
I know that this love
Is the real thing
between you and me,
that when I think of you,
I know that wherever you are,
you are thinking of me too,
that as much as I want to love you,
you want to love me twice as much,
that your heart can’t take it anymore,
that you are so ready to reach out to me,
to reel me into your realm of endless affection,
letting go of your inhibitions,
taking me without disinclination.