An obsession is stronger than your imagination
An obsession steals your heart,
Not to mention your time as well. It’s as if you hear,
your obsession. As if you can touch
it. You begin to smell
things you wouldn’t have before. Your mind begins to play games on your sight.

There’s nothing better than to be surrounded by such a beautiful sight.
The scenery is all too perfect, you start to question your imagination.
It hits you all at once, maybe this is real. Your senses kick in full gear. You smell
something god-like. Your heart
begins to skip measures. If only you can touch
this gift from heaven. It begins to speak in words only you can hear.

You can hear
a combination of soothing and comfort. Your sight
takes over. You begin to reach for a tiny, yet unsatisfying touch.
It is possible that it’s just your imagination.
Yet, your heart
still proceeds to skip. You’re on a hunt for that one smell.

The one you long for. The smell
that is unidentifiable. The word you always dreamt you would hear.
The one you wish you had. The heart
you wish you stole. The place that held memories, the sight
that was unforgettable. The moment that was all too perfect, you thought it was a figment of your imagination.
The passionate, yet gentleness of its touch.

You crave it's touch.
You crave it's smell.
You hope and pray it’s not just your imagination,
just making up things you only wish you would hear.
What a god-like sight
it would be. You wouldn’t even be able to control your flustered heart.

The very prominent pounding of your heart
distracts you of its gentle touch.
Now the tables have turned, wouldn’t that be a sight.
It’s on a hunt for that one smell.
You begin to speak in words only it can hear.
The obsession is stronger than it’s imagination.

The smell
is now identifiable. It’s as if you can hear
each others obsession. That moment was all too perfect, you both thought it was just your imagination.