I wrote this
the context is forbidden love. (i'm editing out the name tho
It doesn't really "flow" but then it's not supposed to.
no need to critique really, just felt like sharing
my existence quietly contemplates her wave form,
a form, born of energy that resonates,
energizes mine to a resonance frequency,
even secretly, she pleases me,
caught motionless, but not emotionless,
i find myself falling, as it's dawning on me,
J'adore ma cherie, my sweet [daisy C],
yet as it escalates she compensates,
a cadence conundrum with a cascade of crisis,
Bought to a head with tears on her bed,
rolling gently from two emerald lakes
i try and kiss them away as my heart brakes,
persisting with the wishing of my pretense
that my presence only effects her in the present,
her full disclosure, leaves me with total exposure.
Reminiscing newton and his 2nd law of motion
how could i be blind to her reactive emotion
it wasn't just me, the energy went even handed
now I understand it, and now i am stranded
No move to make, nothing to say
though i think about her every day.
there are no rules in the land of dreams
but in reality they serve a purpose it seems.
words on a page, pixels on a screen,
do they let my feelings be seen?
unknown, not enough data,
a tessellation of interpretation is open to you,
I can have no stock and no bearing on what you chose to do.
But these words on this page, I give them to you.
I won't like it, I'd hate it, but i'd understand
if you chose never again to feel the touch of my hand.