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
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