I wait, for the sensual arms of you, <br />I feel you, see your face, your soul. <br />Illusion, broken. Reality. <br />No one knows me, you do, you know my heart <br />Perfection in every way, you call to me, <br />visions of passion, beauty. <br />I wait. <br />Waiting, until the day that <br />my imaginary lover becomes reality, <br />until my imaginary lover comes to me.<br /><br />Lindsey A Rogerson<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/imaginary-lover-2/
