For You, Lovelly Images, You Sugest Poem by Cristobal Benjumea

I hide, sometimes, hide, sometimes in a forest
Because, i had to think
Because of you
Because of you
My bones were broken.
Limbs, askew,
So far this procesion of images
Foder, of platonic love
The ideal love
The perfect love
The immatterial, vision, of xanadu.
Formless
Unreal
Imaginations struggles,
Because of her
I surrender.
No more, will i do things for her
She will not be the master, of my doom
I will, wander the, universe and the garden, straight.s in a forest