unreal fantasies fill my mind
like smoke rising from the incense
of a love
lost
or perhaps
never found at all.
Your fingers entwine with my own
creating a confusing knot,
I am unable to pull away
but not capable of coming closer.
Bitter fire tears roll down
pastel faces.
Your gaze is like clawed fingers
scraping and digging
at the jade casing around my heart.
Dances with ribbon and glitter
and you,
become a dream
far too real
too close.
Hold me too tightly.
Promise me warmth and flame.
Promise what you cannot give,
for I will believe you regardless
of the apparent lies.
unreal fantasies fill my mind
like smoke rising from the incense
of a love lost,
or perhaps
never found at all.
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Written January 29th, 2005
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"unreal fantasies fill my mind
like smoke rising from the incense
of a love lost,
or perhaps
never found at all."
I absolutely adored these lines. SO very much. I like how you closed the poem with them. If I had the talent and would have written that piece I would have ended it the same way. It just fits so nicely.
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loved it!! great job!! if i could applaud twice, i would!!!
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Truly Amazing. Inspiring. A work of art!
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thank you very much
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This was a really well written piece. I like it a lot. Nicely done! I wish that I was able to write something so good. My fav line was:and you, become a dream far too real to close... I guess lines....lol good job.
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