Satisfied Poem by Megan Frame

Chills roll down my spine,
I still wish you were mine.
Now I know that I was wrong,
To fall in love with a poem, a song.

Your voice is sweet intoxication,
But you don't see my frustration.
I love to read your poetry,
All while wishing it was for me.

But that is the single thing,
I fall for you only while you sing.
I fell in love with a voice,
And I don't know if I had a choice.

It seems the time is through,
But I still ache for a poem from you
I still yearn for a teasing smile
And long for you to stay a while

But it seems I always learn
To filter through what I yearn.
How foolish I am, I can see.
Because with you I'd never be,
Satisfied.