The Affliction of Phantasmagoria

Walking past her fantasy more times than less

Guest starring in the role of paramour in vogue

Simple yet complicated in sequence of strings

Dreams encompassed in white horse steed needs

Called to battle her ills and champion the wrongs

Loving strong for so long as her juice is squeezed

Coronate and establish her perfect picture of bliss

Misunderstanding the gift in the curse of projection

Forsaken in seeing beyond the realness of fantasy

Images of time spent in the old being fulfilled…..

Built to specifications, on this occasions manifest

Flowing waters of hurt spent to drown the old and new

Begets in cycles of release flossin’ pain shared in kind

Understood I to have dreamed also based on assumption

So I release my trust and hold in outcomes controlled

Warm and fuzzy no longer recollects my perseverance

Uncontrollable is such passion to behold the one for me

Hungrily tasting facsimiles brought forth from bowels within

Tempting me eternally in walks of faith without grace

Chasing a release, but always cursed in running the wrong way

As yesterdays’ relations chase my nubile tomorrows….tainting

Painting my life of regrets in serendipitous tantric performances

Reminisced in smiles and replaying missionary positioning releases

Pleasing in thrusts and bursts from busts up guts or doggy styles

Agony is in matter of facts expressed over time as bumps in grinds

Diminishing returns forever come back to reward the lost still looking

Rehearsed once more or maybe twice as nice as the first premier

Loving that fleeting fantasy of being every and anything but me……

So I forget and imagine what I’m suppose 2b and do next,

unnaturally…..ofcourse????