Wednesday, February 11, 2015

Artificial Bae

Unable to breath
My heart clenched in your palm
Such a beautiful hurt
In a time all wrong
 
A master of hours
I wish it were me
It is you
For whom my heart beats
 
To the rhythm of a song
All its own
With a cadence unmatched
I'm left alone
 
I have created in my mind
A man who in time
Would requite a divine love
A divine love like mine
 
That which parallels
The immensely intense
Unadulterated love
That I've felt ever since

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