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Click hereOne life
we fucking get
a cliché that drives
my obsession involving you
yes I know of other fish
but only you and me
unique as we are
have ever once to exist
and nothing lives with us now
accept this line we tug
me seducing you
I visit frequently
but thoughts that you might ravage me instead
I cannot allow myself
in this light to even think
or breath or write or spell your name
you see me turn away
understand I now think
much more at night about
what you might do to me
Dear, the two of us
attracted in this tumbled mass
of movers and commuters
the greatest city on earth
with relished jobs
single simple lives
an adolescents extended
me your biggest fan
permit me to pull
that blue shirt off
and tell of your amazing gifts
before you take control
and I lose myself in the color of
what you want to do to me
good, descriptive poem, yes,,, in reality it's always better to "dream" than to "live out the dream"
the fine line between dreams and nightmares, in dreams, is always there, but crossing it is never assured
living out a dream, however, is crossing that line, surely!
i have astute friends in my corner: Socrates, Newton, and Thoreau! lol
what seems to begin as the same old unrequieted lovers poem, turns into some fresh lines and really good images. I truly enjoyed this work and hope you do submit more :)