at night I'm fading.
lost in the twilight of the thought of you.
rambled by the joy of never waking.
I see you.
again and again.
every time in a different lense.
yet every time I memorized the detail.
the sway of your body.
the kiss of your skin.
torn.
paralyzed by beauty as I see you again and again.
endless like a Mazzy Star Love song.
yet I dream just to see you.
every night.
nights where I'm most lonely.
the thought of you stays with me.
it's sad.
but true.
you never leave.
though you are miles away.
and I'm not content with the cold in my bed.
yet I dream.
of you.
at least this let me not be dead.
poetic words come to me when I'm laying there in the middle of a dream.
no matter how obscene.
yet I laid there fantasize about ways I could just have you in my bed.
yet you are miles away.
so poems about you are like my letters to you.
in a erotic cool poetic way.
yet I dream and get carried away.
I'm a fool.
so lock me up and throw away the key.
even when you never talk to me for days.
when you are working nonstop.
to me you are like candy and I need to get a taste.
a constant high.
yet my dreams about you they never erase.
yet I laid here.
I dream till I wake.
and then there's a sadness.
cuz I wanted you with me here in my place.
©darkmocha
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