Romance II

The mere thought of you is the constant battle, which forces my sanity to slowly drip, like ripples into fantasy

The mere thought of you is the most pleasurable pain, the greatest failure , and the most disappoint reward, longing for the chance that feels like its joy through pain, again

The mere thought of you is an iridescent sun, a kaleidoscope emotions, beautiful rage, depressing acceptance, isolated happiness, clamoring belief

The mere thought of you is the gamble of life, I play the slots hoping to gain interest, roll the dice hoping for fate to gift me reward that is a chance, chance is luck and luck will give me the opportunity...

The mere thought of you is a lingering desire, you can not be a fading memory because it is photographic, you force my mind to idle, and my hands to sign out reasons to thrust love towards you

The mere thought of you is the a lie, like the reason why man cannot be perceived as gods, we condemn the chance to elevate our being because we are controlled by the chase of morality

The mere thought of you is a dying heartbeat....

"There is an erratic pulse", I recognize the love

The mere thought of you is a dying heartbeat...

"There is an erratic pulse " the love begins to fade

The mere thought of you is a dying heartbeat....

"There is an erratic pulse " the loves ceases to exist, finally

Then...

I awaken...