Hallucinations of Love

Staring at his gorgeous hair,
Locks and locks of curls,
Brown beneath—
Blond above—
Nothing
Compatible.

His eyes glistening—
With power—
With passion.
With ever-lasting love.

I can see his body—
Silhouette.
Lurking in hallways,
Creating hallucinations for my mind.

He turns his head swiftly,
Face of handsome—
Glowing.
The angels scream his name.

How badly do I miss him?
Mind plays tricks:
Dirty,
Nasty,
Hurtful tricks,
Telling me lies
He
is
still here.

I drop book, pencil—
Leap into his arms—
—Opened wide for a hug—
Slip through his grasp
Plummet
to
the

ground,


He is not really here.





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Lunagirl said...
Nov. 18, 2010 at 2:13 pm
you ROCK artsy girl!
 
iheartskittles54 said...
Nov. 16, 2010 at 2:00 pm
DUDE THIS POEM IS AWESOME!!!!!!! :)
 
AmandaA. said...
Nov. 16, 2010 at 1:59 pm
THAT WAS AH-MAZZZING!!!!
 
R. Moxie said...
Nov. 5, 2010 at 3:17 pm
Yeah! Great Job-- I knew this piece would be published! :)
 
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