Three Some
Your vision in my head is a deceit
You're not the one that I wanted
The beginning of the affair was sweet
But what I feel now is being taunted
Nothing appears to be black and white
Just many nuances of grey
My thoughts are with you in spite
And with my emotions I play
Your intellect I truly care for
But it's him who I see in my dreams
Are you the one I will explore
Or him - the one fitting into your schemes
Your description of him torments my mind
He does not know of my attraction
Commanding my responses blind
I can only imagine his reaction
Would it be you I pick up in a bar
Or is it him I'm craving
In my world he is the star
But it's your words that I'm saving
I'm haunted by brown, blue, green eyes
Waiting for you to make a match
So - I scammed myself believing lies
Still - the itch for him I want to scratch
Visions and words are a powerful tool
I've been unable to combine
Here - I admit I am the fool
For my feelings are out of line.
© 2011
poem by Kristina Louisa Carr
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