Phantasm
You fadeyet you stay so strong inside me, a lost memory I never had
This isn't love
isn't falling
Just a dream
so appealing
healing
easy to fade into
I long
to run my fingers across your face
finally know
how your eyes change when you look at me
This isn't love
isn't real
Yet any expression of affection to anyone else
seems merely a replacement for you
You don't know
I still think of you every second
but dare not follow it, afraid of loosing myself
Out there under the stars
across oceans
so far from my words
do you wish things had been different?
do you wish that you dared?
do you ever let yourself think of me again, in more ways than one?
Do you know
that for me to be yours
all you have to do is take my hand, fall to your knees before me
pull me down
and claim me
This isn't love
not until I shake your hand
Poetry by SecretWords
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Written on 2011-07-08 at 00:03
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