Poetry of the DarkChild | ||||||
"Lost Love" I awake in a cold sweat from a dream of profound intimacy as I passionately held... in desperation the beautiful form of man... suddenly disappearing... slipping from my grasp... transforming into a longed fantasy... memories... of romantic interludes perversely coursing through my fleshly limbs... of me and you... my potential lover the one I fatuously let slip away... Heart burning... emotions wounded by the painful fire of realizing... the one I desire... the one I admire... has flown away leaving my blood cold... tears flowing... wishing for the day my heart will indulge in romantic ectasy... With unspeakable admission... you were my heart... wanting you mind, body, and soul was it an illusion or fact I could not endure... stupid of me... leaving... was my choice not yours Selfishly... unaware of what I had given up... not ready for what you proposed... has brought me to this... waking up in a cold sweat longing for the opportunity to love you once again... (c) 2004 Lacretia Johnson |