Somewhere, somewhere you do,
And I am here waiting for you.
Watching over sunsets like a burnt fire,
I know, I know you would admire.
At nights so dark you barely see
I am dreaming of your flesh in me,
The slightest feeling of your touch…
I would desire it so much.
I can be patient, I can wait,
But when time comes - don’t hesitate.
I’ve yearned enough through days and nights
To see the sparkling playful lights
In your damn eyes like two delusions.
Now I feel stuck in my confusion:
Where I shall pick a path to you?
The hints you’re giving me, so few.
I may be wandering through minds
Of people I have never met
In order just to catch a sight
Of the affection you might shed
To me
To me alone
I know, you won’t.
Cause you’re not real.
25.11.2022
Cause you are not real
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