Why agonize over the impossible when others are available....
Are they the same level of quality ....
Is there a level of quality or is it my inner needs telling me to reject
the yes(s) and chase the no(s)....
Why do I agonize over her that says no, but then opens the window
and lets in a small ray of hope....
This obsession is causing senseless expectations, an inner pain,
an unparalleled level of anxiety in wondering to what level of ecstacy
we could reach....
To experience, but one time, the closeness of her soft skin, her luscious lips
against mine, feeling her every being as I drink in the beauty of her
eyes, the quirkiness of her smile, and the lasting aroma of her exotic
perfume....
'Tis all for not that I make myself wish for that which may never be....
A vivid imagination do I have about that which may never be more than a mere
impossibility.
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