13 April, 2016 -Note 2

did you just twirl the twisted locks that disturbed your vision
did I just watch you whispering to me through your eyes
Is this what I have arrived at with my perception

Would you look at me and smile so that the sun shall never set for me
would you glance and whisper nothings with your lithe jawline

perception is also funny

it has its limitations within the imaginary wanderings
It seeks a better perspective but
what has not been witnessed exposes itself in the muddled waters
but what has not been seen withdraws itself into reality

I do seek reality but I know it is going stay where it is

So I seek realism in the perception
The mind can conjure up anything at will
depends on the dimensions I seek to explore
So I love to watch me hold your hands, even if,
I do not know what your hands hold like
I love to watch me watching you
just looking at every pore and anxious nudge, even if
I do not how they speak, yet I create that language

I explore your conversations, I'm privy to this
but I build them using words that flowed of you, never
in the same demeanor that you expressed them, but,
with the affection that I needed them

Isn't that what all else do even in knowledge and in love
Dear, isn't my perception better to live in
as it is the way you want and I seek and
thus interspersed in pure harmony

Love you again....and as we lumber along together
in genuine discord and discerned accord