An Illusion Poem by Joan Hart
An Illusion
Your fingers electrify my skin
And send shivers down my spine
I’m so very aware
Of your hand in mine
And your breath across my neck -
It almost is too much
It doesn’t make sense how sensitive
I am to your touch
But in time the feelings fade,
Disappearing with the night
And your touch becomes a burden
As the morning sheds her light
And the minutes, they drag by
And through all this confusion
I slowly realize
It was simply an illusion
I love illusions..they are far more true and real than reality.: -)
Nothing last forever, the tension has to go. Things must die to be reborne. Good writing! !
Hi Caroline, A very interesting twist. Exqusitely written. Provocatively poignant.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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A nicely crafted piece. You have a fine feel for poetry - and that's something that can't be learned. You're born with it. Looking forward to reading more. love, Allie ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥