I carry on relationships with ghosts in my heart and mind,
Even my imagination can't create true love perfectly aligned,
I still take great pleasure though in this futile exercise,
It's the only form of connection I can afford to devise,
It's always an infuriating flip flop between two girls I knew,
This triangle of sorts in real life history made me untrue,
Causing domino effect that lead to current lonely circumstances,
So third eye uses artistic license and spray paints and enhances,
One day I see girl with heterochromia the next it's one with flaxen hair,
I envision either of these lovers in scenarios without despair,
It feels so good when they love me in return, it fills my heart with joy,
But in the end I have to face I've invented a heartbreak coping toy,
But what is life without spinning yarns in the imagination,
Without fairytales to inspire us there'd be no state of the nation,
I pray for these two objects of my affection, they are both angelic,
Hopefully I meant more to them than an antiquated relic.
~ Farls Tokley
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Lovelorn Lad
PoetryWARNING: A few of these poems are not suited for children. The following is a collection of poems that are a fair representation of feelings I had and have for a special person or two. As well as a few scattered memories of one night interludes.
