With a smile she confesses of her deepest desires
About this picture on her head
So vivid she described
With fondness she narrates 
Of how great the feeling was
She talks about his touches how magical it felt
How close he made her feel 
How safe he made her be 
How vulnerable he let her be
She is in love all stars can attest
Her world was defined
By addiction she had 
With this picture on her head
Her small heart is bleeding 
All her vigor crumbling 
For he was never there 
Only on her head 
Not her bed 
She is in pain 
She is in love 
In love with the idea 
An idea of this picture 
Framed on her wall 
Her wall of reality 
Too close to be real 
Too far to be true 
She said 
He said 
"we can never be" 
All she's left with 
Are memories 
Memories of that picture 
Framed on her head                
Oooh my. My heart just melted into the thin air. Your words are defined and accurate. I love it.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
 
                     
                
Write comment. Such a nice poem, Niq. Read my poem, Love and Iust. Thanks