In imagination

In imagination

You hold me close

Close enough to hear

The silent language of your soul

Measured heart beat

By heart beat

And in this imaginative kingdom

Our souls finally flow

Towards one another

With all of the pent up longing

Held within over years

For me now

There is only imagination

For whenever I think of you

There are often only tears

No words to speak any more

Haven’t we said it all

A hundred times?

In imagination

This world is not so unkind

Turning a deaf ear to our longing

Trying to convince us both

It is the wrong thing

To seek this way for love

Treating us

As if we were silly children

Telling us

To put all of this imaginative nonsense

Behind us