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Seeing and Believing

Admiring from a distance
painted within the glass
there's a layer of absence between us
the subtle restraints I wished would last
enemies of doubtful hope
you engulfed my every thought
a mystery fed my fire
consuming what i did not know
it kept me wishing, wanting more
exceeding all the limited capacities and more
you tasted so much better when
you were just a drawing in my head
the bitterness of reality
pulled me down for sure
upon the floor you lay with me
determined disappointment
I only dream of pretending that
I didn't know you anymore
the elements destroy our time
but in my head you burn
forever locked within the past
nothing has been learned
the flowers that you once held tight
have faded in the ground
but the hand you grasped
that fateful night
has yet to be returned
believing in fiction
is safer than the truth
for when i laid within your arms
nothing could feel worse
I loved you from a distance
but as you came too near
my images of perfection
ran away in fear
so lets catch a ride
to a place we knew
where looks would never hide
a date in time and nothing known
a place for you and i
I want to watch you from afar
and love the work of art
because seeing and believing
meant ending with the start
my memories hold more
than i ever wished to know
your voice and smell
are something to let go
desperate cries for shallow love
come pouring from my thoughts
I hate the person that you are
but i love the way you look.

Author notes

it doesnt flow as well as i'd hoped, but i wrote it at 1 in the morning. I think i'll come back and improve it eventually.

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  • Meej
    September 28, 2008

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    ha ha this is a really good poem and made me have a little giggle at the end!! Your poem is so true...its amazing the fascination that we have with people in our minds and the more you get to know them it kinda kills the fantasy...people who are so perfect in our head because of their looks and the tiny inkling of personality that we know...can be 'killed' by actually getting to know them!! hehe great write


  • Disturbed Prodigy
    September 19, 2008

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    keep it flowing my friend this is a strong kind of poem that i think was meant to be written at one in the morning, keep it flowing