Imaginary Love

Imaginary Love

A Poem by kristen0928

When all the world lays their head
And it all melts away

It is then that I imagine all the words that you said
I feel your hands on my body
They keep me awake
Your breath on my lips
Your scruff nuzzling my face
Oh for sake
What can I do

Everything reminds me of you

Each breath that I take
Is tinged with the loss of you
Each thought seeps through
Leaving remnants of you
You cling everywhere
You ooze from the walls
Your face haunts my memories
In photographs
In my mind
You're always there
You're everywhere
All the time

If I close my eyes I can
feel you against me
Holding, loving, being
Magnificently coexisting

Imaginary hands keep me up all night
Imaginary thoughts torment my plight
Imaginary love rips through my heart
Imaginary kisses tear me apart

The truest tears ebb through
 my soul
Bleeding through the fears that beg not to be told

© 2017 kristen0928


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See, this is perfect. You only rhyme when it feels right instead of trying to ooze the rhymes. This poem rips at my heart and makes me feel so much, I love it. I love the idea of this imaginary love that feels so real. We love deeply and weep bitterly but we are who we are and cannot change that. Truly great job on this one!

Posted 7 Years Ago


Written with a loving desire and peppered with a need to feel it. The somewhat unique structure fits very well into this piece.

"Everything reminds me of you" is a beautiful sentiment and a great line.

Keep up the good poetry, Kristen!

Posted 7 Years Ago


Wow, this piece was wonderful. I cant figure out if it's a love lost or a love never had. Either way I LOVE this piece.

Posted 7 Years Ago



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I love writing and reading. I have trouble sleeping. I think too much and love too deep. I have too many feelings and ponderings about life, and write therapeutically (as I'm sure most people do) more..

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