Unknown Innocence Lost

By Anthony Gregory

 

Across the room I caught a glimpse or two

At you the object of my fantasies

My eyes expanded to catch all of you

Now you’ve conquered my recent memories

You spoke of days when you were better groomed

Extrapolations knocked me off my seat

I’m sorry if I seemed a bit consumed

By daydreams where you answered my entreat

At night they persisted so violently

Ravaged my senses and my bed-sheet thoughts

I kept them to myself so silently

Awake at three AM they’re all I brought

To lands where I would seek and where you’d hide

For days that stretched so long I played inside

 

Pretending there was more to your quick laugh

Constructing meaning to your gentile glare

Tricking myself became a new-found craft

As I wrote dialogue for us to share

Our words plant themselves and they take root

Our similarities transform to lust

Our minds connect and our lips follow suit

We start to act on those things we discussed

Your cheek intoxicates me with a touch

Your bad-hair day surrounds my collar bone

Enveloped in these thoughts I lost my clutch

To the mere fact I stand here all alone

My bubble bursted and I lost my pride

When I saw you two walking side by side

 

 

 

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