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From The Not Quite A Love Poem Collection.... Pipe Dreams
Mesmerized....
By....even your name
Connecting with you...
I have some how changed...
Got you stuck on My Brain
and I'm in distress... yes
I am That Dame....
Who's heart skipped too many beats
For You...
My Long Distance Boo...who's Love
Fell Thru...The cracks Of Me
and It's Facts To Me...
Cause We.... Will Never Be...
anything more than wishful thinking
and Pipe Dreams...
You Know the Kind... those Dreams
Like Smoke... They wind...and twist
Into Fine Mist... Then Like whisps...
It's gone...having never really been there
In the First Place.... As Romantic Fool
Is written All over my face....
I digress....
I No Longer wish... to participate in
This Mess...
I refuse to Love... arms that cant hold me
or Keep me Safe...
I Refuse to Allow your Image to permeate
Any More space....In My Other wise....Occupied
Mind...cause if its 1 thing I hate wasting more
than My Love... Is My Time...
Too Valuable to pretend....that You... could or would
Be anything more than a Friend...
and,,, Its alright....cause they say ...
All good things must come to an end....
Its time... to change the props on this scene...
Its time....
To wake up from this Pipe Dream.
By....even your name
Connecting with you...
I have some how changed...
Got you stuck on My Brain
and I'm in distress... yes
I am That Dame....
Who's heart skipped too many beats
For You...
My Long Distance Boo...who's Love
Fell Thru...The cracks Of Me
and It's Facts To Me...
Cause We.... Will Never Be...
anything more than wishful thinking
and Pipe Dreams...
You Know the Kind... those Dreams
Like Smoke... They wind...and twist
Into Fine Mist... Then Like whisps...
It's gone...having never really been there
In the First Place.... As Romantic Fool
Is written All over my face....
I digress....
I No Longer wish... to participate in
This Mess...
I refuse to Love... arms that cant hold me
or Keep me Safe...
I Refuse to Allow your Image to permeate
Any More space....In My Other wise....Occupied
Mind...cause if its 1 thing I hate wasting more
than My Love... Is My Time...
Too Valuable to pretend....that You... could or would
Be anything more than a Friend...
and,,, Its alright....cause they say ...
All good things must come to an end....
Its time... to change the props on this scene...
Its time....
To wake up from this Pipe Dream.
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