Have you ever yearned for someone so much that you felt as if you were suddenly with them and all but forgotten your surroundings, seen them in a dream or closed your eyes and called to them? Tis but a projection.

Eyes closed on the flat of my back

the room suddenly fading away

floating from my body

I feel the tug that pulls me toward you

The blurry image slowly coming into veiw

the dark rimming my perception

longing to see you

projectiong so I may

and finally here

but unable to touch

O that I might lift my hand and caress thy cheek

that I might wrap my arms around thee and let myself be known

Instead I watch

Longing

The need slightly quinched as I admire thee

Feeling closer even with the berrier still

Content to watch you act

I dare try to still touch and smake you feel my presense

One look into my eyes is all I desire

Show me that you feel me

never feel alone

never feel undesired

I will come to thee one day

I will give thee all the love I posess

You shall be mine

and I shall be yours

Find me how you might

project to me any night

You are always welcome

I only wish that I could stay

watch over you forever

just to know you are safe

but alas I can not

The world goes on still’

no matter how pleasent a dream

or thought

or desire

I will go on until I have you in my arms

and these projects be but a dream

no longer needed

but fun despite

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