Infatuation

abstract thoughts of butterfly kisses
contracted, no genie, just granted wishes
from an angel on earth
made mine from birth....
she just doesnt know it yet
i yearn from it
i learn from it
many say if i further my desire for her
i will hurt from it
i envy those who hold her
and connect lips like letters written in cursive
so i curse it
maybe not outloud, but inside i do
that is until my imagination
leads me to another infatuation
i often confuse her
misuse her
abuse her
regardless if i had a choice
i would choose her
i tasted the sweetness of desire
worked for her
tears became my perspire
only to lose it quicker than a curious virgin
different book sometimes the same page
some choose to tie her down
others choose to openly engage
i choose to admire from afar
look up from below
look down from above
and continue to infatuate with this girl called love


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