I really shouldn't miss you so,
Its not like it was serious anyway
A fantasy world, where anything is possible
Where love, flows freely, and we loose ourselves in each other.
A soft foot, a smooth leg,
Skin thick with the taste of a thousand dreams,
A naked body, absorbed in fantasy
Ready to consume me whole.
Tie me in knots of thighs,
I'm a gift with an ankle bow,
A mess of enamoured emotion
Wrapped entirely in the purest of skin.
Faced with loving like a man
A boy shivers with delight
Surges destroy me from the inside out
Imploding into hopeless submission.
A distant wish to hope for,
A fictional day to live for,
A beautiful lady to love for,
A special feeling to lust for.
Reality check.
Get real.
Stay mired in reality.
Flit from mundane to mundane
And do not think why.
Sit in countless tube stations
Stand clear of the closing doors
I step off onto the station, home
With no-one next to me.
YOU ARE READING
Standing in the Shadows of Giants
PoetryMy first attempt at a poetry collection, this is a selection of works that I mainly wrote across the summer of 2010, with some other stuff in there too. Forbidden love, unrequited love, love in general, betrayal, social observation - it's all here t...
