How do I read when you speak of me?
Frolicking in meadows, drinking from my melodic streams?
This is how I long for you to envision me in your dreams

Thoughts and feelings hid deep in your chest
Is it so deep and repressed that I am forced to guess?

Forced to tell my heart and body these make believe stories
Making myself believe that you’ve given me all your glory
All your love and emotion you have shown thee

See,
I awaken to discover the reality
You’re unable to even write poetry
About me
To explain to me
Expressions that you can express freely

No midday thoughts
No hidden lullabies’
Just morning salutations
And nightly goodbye’s

No thoughtful gifts
Or a sporadic kiss
Or a lustful stare at my hips and lips
That could possibly send your mind on a wondrous trip

No words that rhyme
For me to read to pass away my time
Deaming me your dime
Frequently lamenting “remember that one time?”

And no photo stills to replay in your mind
To hold in your pocket, like I do mine
To show off to friends talking bout “man ain’t she fine?”

This is what I see when I discover reality
Your inability to cleave to me passionately
To love me intensely

So I close my eyes and play pretend
Pretend that I am your air and you are my wind

In this state of mind I chose to deceive
That you and I are in the land of make believe

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