Tag: Obsession

the once-proud child

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 but learn, while there are moments yet for teaching,
 the soul-song of the lover in the mist,
 and do not stop, while dreams are there for reaching.

 the once-proud child, tempted now, beseeching:
 the unknown holiday, the growing list --
 but learn, while there are moments yet for teaching.

 the agony of hope, the bright sun bleaching
 away the colors of the egoist --
 now do not stop, while dreams are there for reaching.

 have you yet found, in lecturing or preaching
 the truth behind appearance there -- the gist --
 so learn, while there are moments yet for teaching.

 the crying gulls of day, the night-owls screeching:
 the moments blended, tender, melting, kissed --
 oh, do not stop while dreams are there for reaching.

 how far experience is from all speeching;
 how long it seems until the next short tryst --
 you learn, while there are moments yet for teaching,
 and do not stop, while dreams are there for reaching.

Dealing with Obsession

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When I could sleep,
You were in all my dreams;
A thing you couldn’t know,
And never will —

For through no
Fault of yours, I had these thoughts:
And I could find no
Therapy or pill

To drive you from
The visions in my head.
But all of it was nothing
I could keep:

You were in all my dreams,
But never real:
And so, to block you out
I gave up

Sleep

by slow intense

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by slow intense apocrypha
she let herself be known;
he tried to see the bigger way,
but soon his mind was blown

out of proportion, everywhere;
he’d lost his stock-in-trade —
by slow intense infatuation
his last bed
was made

A House from Dreams

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He’d known the truth, and known it long;

She owned him body, soul and heart —

And he would love to break away,

But die if he should ever start

 

At least, that’s how it seems to seem;

But every day just shows,

You cannot build a house from dreams

Or lover out of clothes

Across the road in fields

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Across the road in fields I went
To see a world I didn’t know;
And down a lonely winding road
I happened then to lately go

And saw you there out in the fields,
A vision clothed in loveliness;
I see you now, where e’er I am,
For it’s you on whom I obsess —

Across a hundred different farms
I drive until the day goes dark:
But it’s still you I always see
With every glint and every spark

Across the road in fields I went
My every waking minute spent
In searching for that magic place
Where I’ll no longer see
Your face

It’s Just Desire

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It's Just Desire

It’s just desire that he feels,
That’s clouding up his mind;
And, oh – he wishes he could leave
His thoughts of her behind

But now, it bubbles in his blood,
And sets his mind afire:
As all he holds burns to the ground
From simple,
Mad,
Desire

A Drive

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A drive to see and to forget –
Replace the pain with memories –
A journey of three thousand miles,
Of mountains, valleys, deserts, seas —

A drive to know and understand,
A trip to find the hidden key —
As thoughts gives way to other thoughts
And shining she to shining
Sea