Weak Spots Xxiv
I live in a world,
Where I satisfy you always,
Where desires of the heart
Are more than attainable
And the attainable itself is nimble
In Reality's gaze,
So I prefer the stare
Off in the distance of Fantasy
For in both do I find truths
And in both do I find tears,
The medium between longing
And receiving
I live in many worlds,
Yet the world I try to access
Is neither Fantasy nor Reality—
It is a place not yet envisioned
2.24.20
Copyright © Laura Breidenthal | Year Posted 2021
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