I’ve seen her
Still from the back of my mind
I stalk her in my own brain
Wondering how she would look like in person
You may think its the dry spell,
Of my body wanting more than six minutes with some lotion in the washroom.
But its not that.
Its the fact that I’m seeking out.
For this unexplainable feeling.
The desire to live my dream with her feeling the same way too.
But its all in my imagination.
And my heart is giving in to faux images.
Images simulated to heed my own conceit.
Fanciful Notion
Heart of Art 