you feel my despair
your fingers quench the loneliness
you don't flinch at the touch
I know you've felt it before
fighting the battle
of worth and contentment
love and war
reality and fantasy
my mind paints pictures
and shows movies
that has never touched a screen
yet, I still cannot see
the moral of your story
the focal of the point
its blurry and faint
but the script is still there
the film is still rolling
and the same movie plays
in my mind the same scene
constantly, over again
me yearning for you
needing more of you
hopelessly feening
restlessly dreaming
tossing and turning
in this imaginary love
you aided in me creating
its so warm
and deep
and wet
drenching me completely
in this
mythical story
that you could possibly
no actually
literally
maybe
you could quite love me..
Fin
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Apr 2, 2015
Apr 2, 2015 at 9:03 PM UTC
you feel my despair
your fingers quench the loneliness
you don't flinch at the touch
I know you've felt it before
fighting the battle
of worth and contentment
love and war
reality and fantasy
my mind paints pictures
and shows movies
that has never touched a screen
yet, I still cannot see
the moral of your story
the focal of the point
its blurry and faint
but the script is still there
the film is still rolling
and the same movie plays
in my mind the same scene
constantly, over again
me yearning for you
needing more of you
hopelessly feening
restlessly dreaming
tossing and turning
in this imaginary love
you aided in me creating
its so warm
and deep
and wet
drenching me completely
in this
mythical story
that you could possibly
no actually
literally
maybe
you could quite love me..
Fin
Copy Right 2020
©PoeticPat
