Blind Imaginations Poem by RazonAnny Justin

Wit my Imaginations, I can reach there
Though I might not see, yet I can feel her
Braced in Mind, stretching to touch her Cheeks
Trace her jaw-line and kiss her tender Lips

I sure smell her
The Scintillatn fragrance from her plum Hair
I can scent her
Strong Pheromones, telling me She's right here

Oh! wishing I could see her
Wishing she would appear just for a split hour
To behold the Grace of her persona
Together, we could soar our Souls to Nebula.