i'd love you with imagined love

i'd love you with imagined love,

on sunny days i'd shout your name

to all the clouds unseen above

and all the leaves on barren trees

would quiver at your absent touch.

like busy bees we'd smell the flowers,

buried in their soiled graves,

while plucking off imagined petals

awash in still, unmoving waves -

i'd dream awake of lonesome love

where instants last unending hours.

unthinkingly i'd contemplate

if phantom fate could sublimate

from such a real and heartfelt hate.