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Thursday, March 17, 2011

Imagination..

... I Close My Eyes.... And Drift Away...
And I Swear I Can Feel You... See You... Hear You.... Your Kisses... I Still Remember How They Taste...
I Think Back... To a Time... When You Were All Mine...
And I Was All Yours....
My Eyes... My Lips... My Hands... My Body... My Mind...
Focused On You.... Pleasing You...
I Imagine a World... Where It Was Only You and I...
And Although I Have No Problem... With Anyone Watching Us... I Feel The Need to Have The Attention Focused on Me...
Your Hands Exploring...
Me Luring... Your Hands... To Touch Me...
Your Eyes Suggesting That You Want To...
You Kiss Me... I Let You... I Kiss You Back... You Look at Me... And I Look Back at You... Like I Know...
No Words... Need To Be Said...
And As We Lay Here... Enjoying Each Other On Our Bed..
We Both Know What it Is... And What It Has To Be...
Somehow In a Moment of War... We Can Make Peace..
I Forget About The Lies... And Why I Feel So F*cked Up Inside... When Our Lips Meet...
We Forget About Pain... The Hurt... The Feelings...
My Imagination... Playing Tricks on Me...
I Could Swear... That You Long For Me...
Like I Long For You...
And What Am I To Do...
When No One Can Make Me Feel Like You Can....
The Way You Take My Hand...
And Lead Me...
Damn My Imagination...
I Could Swear... When I Look at The One I'm With Now...
It's Your Face I See...
When I'm F*cking My Present... I Imagine That It's My Past... That I'm Making Love Too..
I'm Sexing The Future So Good... That She Doesn't Even Worry About The Other Two...
Because To Her... The Future is All That Matters..
And I Wanna Make Her Smile...
When All The While...
I Can't Let Go Of The Past... To Keep a Steady Relationship.. With My Present...
And Even Though Our Sex is So Heaven Sent...
My Imagination Gets The Best Of Me...
And When It Seems Like The Present and I.... Finally Find Happiness...
It Always Seems Like The Past Tries to Find a Way Back To Me....
Then It Begins...
The Temptation...
It's Like I'm Cheating Death...
Because If My Past, Present, and Future Ever Meet... I'm Sure That It Would Be The End of Me...
And If That Ever Occur.. I'll Be Ready To Meet My Maker..
Until Then... I'm Loving My Present... Lusting My Past... And Liking My Future...
I'm A Woman Torn Before... Now Showing When You Look Into My Eyes...
The Battle of Who Makes Me Better...
Is Only Fought on The Inside...
My Heart and Mind.. Has Been a Victim... But I Will Never Show That On The Outside...
And When I Felt Like I Couldn't Go On... I Thought About My Future... The Real Reason... I'm Still Alive...
And God Knows That Honestly... I'm Not Ready To Die...
So Until Then I'll Play The Good Girl Role...
And Yes It's Times.. When This Good Girl Way of Living... Gets Old..
So... I'll Keep Imaging...
Stay Dreaming..
Day or Night...
That The Past Would Come Back into My Life.. And Wanna Do Me Right...
Until Then.. I'll Fight...
And Give My All To Present...
So That I Can Do Future Better...
And It's Funny... Because She Knows That I Will Never Step Out On Her... But She Feels Like I'm Mentality Cheating...
She Knows My Imagination Gets The Best of Me...
So.. In Present's Eyes... She Senses I'm Unhappy.. But Physically... She Knows That She Can't Do Anything About It...
So She Lets Me Do Me...
And We Both Know That in My Heart... That She is The Only One For Me... My Favorite Girl..
And If I Could Do Anything to Make Our Life Better... If I Could I Would Give Her The World...
But She Still Knows.. My Imagine Gets The Best of Me...
And When We Both Say Goodnight... Kiss... And Go to Sleep...
And She Knows I Close My Eyes... And Drift Back to Past... Because She Could Never Compare...
Past and I have Something.. That We Could Never Share...
And I Know She Hates... It... And Sometimes... She Feels... Insecure... More Or Less... Jealous...
She Confines... In Me... Saying That If It Wasn't For Past.. Then It Wouldn't Be A Us...
And I Say... Baby... We Need Trust...
And She Replies... Baby I Know... But I Can't Stop Thinking What If... I Guess Its Just... My Imagination... And I Can't Blame Her... Because I Swear My Imagination Has Played Many of Tricks On Me...

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