poet Nathan Strange

Nathan Strange

Dreams Of Passion

I see so many girls.
I fantasize about them.

Only the beautiful ones, of course.
I want to talk to them and maybe more.

I wish I had the key to their hearts, so I could unlock
the chains that seperate them from me.

Dreams of passion are like purple knives digging into me.
I just want to explode.

These temptations hurt me
If only I could, I wouldn't need to write this right here.

It seems insane but it's what I feel and it's true!

Poem Submitted: Thursday, November 23, 2006
Poem Edited: Friday, November 26, 2010

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  • Laura Holcomb (12/9/2006 8:43:00 PM)

    its ok i fantasize about myself too! lol jp jp

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  • M S (11/25/2006 1:09:00 AM)

    showing them some of your poetry, even the nihilistic kind, is a good start :)

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  • Alison Smith (11/23/2006 12:33:00 PM)

    Place a rose about your heart
    Let not obsession drive you
    Show the side that does not fight
    Then your dreams will find you

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