ovidd bcw


The Imperfect - Poem by ovidd bcw

Why does one love
the one
that one loves
why do you
wake
thinking of her
or why
does one sleep

on her
thought
of breakfast
with you
on a train
anywhere
she lies with you
but not alone

what dream is this
a taste of drip
from honey imagined
she is that good

I want but can not reach
her power limits
all that near
she will not touch
some ancient fear
but none the less true
she is a beauty
perfect


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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, May 17, 2011

Poem Edited: Wednesday, May 18, 2011


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