Dream
The strength to endure without,
The passion I felt within.
The wish for what you needed,
To complete it, I would try forever again.
I share not your beauty with you,
Dreaming long nights your touch.
We interact so unfairly in my imagination,
You are with me so little, but so much.
I sleep with you by my side every night,
Your space so empty and air cold.
The memories of you so precious,
They haunt me so fascinating and bold.
I can feel you everywhere,
I touch your face so real.
For reality to be with you,
Eternity can only reveal.
The dreams of passionate moments with you,
Of the action, Ive never really taken part.
The thought of this miracle,...
Its developing into an art.
My getaway to paradise,
My relaxing hypnotic sin.
The thought of sharing this love with you,
Is everything I need to begin.
Some things are desired for lifetimes,
Even if imagined in a sudden moment.
Seeing perfection in everything I desire, disregarding the wrong,
Perseverance is my only opponent.
An affection this powerful on someone,
To make me spend my life hoping.
All the chances Id take,
If only the lock was broken.
The perfect dreams,
Will someday turn to dark,
The nightmares that will haunt me,
Will morbidly ignite this dim spark.
Your touch has never been conquered.
Your match has never been made.
My few moments with you,
Our treasures will never be for trade.
I would give anything,
Just to have that first touch again.
To make these wondrous images come to life,
If you could only let me in.
The strength to endure without,
The passion I felt within.
The wish for what you needed,
To complete it, I would try forever again.
I share not your beauty with you,
Dreaming long nights your touch.
We interact so unfairly in my imagination,
You are with me so little, but so much.
I sleep with you by my side every night,
Your space so empty and air cold.
The memories of you so precious,
They haunt me so fascinating and bold.
I can feel you everywhere,
I touch your face so real.
For reality to be with you,
Eternity can only reveal.
The dreams of passionate moments with you,
Of the action, Ive never really taken part.
The thought of this miracle,...
Its developing into an art.
My getaway to paradise,
My relaxing hypnotic sin.
The thought of sharing this love with you,
Is everything I need to begin.
Some things are desired for lifetimes,
Even if imagined in a sudden moment.
Seeing perfection in everything I desire, disregarding the wrong,
Perseverance is my only opponent.
An affection this powerful on someone,
To make me spend my life hoping.
All the chances Id take,
If only the lock was broken.
The perfect dreams,
Will someday turn to dark,
The nightmares that will haunt me,
Will morbidly ignite this dim spark.
Your touch has never been conquered.
Your match has never been made.
My few moments with you,
Our treasures will never be for trade.
I would give anything,
Just to have that first touch again.
To make these wondrous images come to life,
If you could only let me in.
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lecia:
you still alive?
cassie11:
I like that poem its very good....sad but good