Sar Jones

(05/04/1986 / England)

Illusion - Poem by Sar Jones

So precious illusion my mind must be great,
For to conjure you up kept me working so late,
So perfect in substance, I wish you were real,
My bodies now aching, it’s not a big deal,
I want to be naked and lie next to you,
I need to feel something so I know what to do,
The picture is blissful, the colours so bright,
I need to open my eyes so I can see the light.


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Poem Submitted: Monday, December 14, 2009



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