Hands, reach places
they should not seek
Eyes, see a soul
not meant for thee
Lips, passionatly pressed
in a forbidden caress
Whispers, build castles in the sky
supported by enchanting lies
Memories, contort and confuse
in loss, I have found a muse
Brightly burning in mind
real or imagined
I originally wanted to post this under Love and Relationships, but somehow I wasn't really feeling that category. When I wrote it, I thought it was about loving someone. However, after going back to it,I found it has to do with the loneliness found when the feelings are only one sided. Or even, to have one believe they are real only to remove the veil at a later time. Perception, it's a bitch! ;)Commentaire d´auteur
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