You have unknowingly made me your prisoner. Torn between the reality before my eyes and the one unseen, I try to compromise the two. If this was the story to talk about how my mind is a dangerous place, then I'd have to start a whole new project. But, alas, my wonderful daydream, see how you have stolen this dreamer's heart from the Jordan River bringing it into your home nurturing it into a propserous young adult. Was this your desire from the beginning my lord? Was I placed on this earth to soley worship and please you for the rest of my life obeying your 10 commandments? Questions like these still seek an answer that only you can provide. You have appeared from the distance and flew into my thoughts on the air forcing me to inhale your entire existence. Yes, the simple thought of you blisters my face with hope. My hands tremble at the touch you have graced me with; so gentle; so subtle. Dare I admit to your seductive powers of attraction? Dare I approach the truth and embrace it with open arms on this journey while Journey tells me to don't stop beliving? Dare I even break my code and say the forbidden 3 words 8 letters phrase? I must not lead on myself into believing in such lies. However,you proceed to dig deeper and bring it out of me. So many restless nights spent on pondering over the temporary impossible. I must sleep to rest this troubled soul. But mybe
Just maybe
It's better to have an infatuation than a disaster.
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Through The Eyes Of A Witness
PoetryA journey into one man's emotional view of certain people who have caught his attention.
