The Art of Make Believe

Infatuation never ends, just turns into frustration ugh!

Make no haste
In requesting to see
The full tilt face of loves escort
No mask No jest No joke
see it manifest in seriousness
An uninterrupted remembrance from loves blind spot,
a forgotten life before
reluctant am I not
to put to an end
to put to bed this lust
smoldering beneath the surface, burning bright and fast
dimming the shining into what's best a glow,
warming my eye, trapped in my stare
As I see such purity in you ~
so serene and gentle
with the voice of an angel
So pretty
vivid with permanence,strength and integrity
Character over coin~ at least or at last
Now desire demands me to pull the strings
Let the fantasy fall into pieces,
disintegrate and disengage
Dare I, perpetuate
Unsteady the frame,that holds the balance
on the beautiful composition
Never is the tether swiftly shorn
For I haven't the discretion to continue, to pretend
If only you had not been perfection
If only I had never seen you
If only I had never known you
and even still, I realize
I have never known you

Souixsie Que 1/2015
4scorpio