“An angel! Nonsense! Everybody so describes his mistress; and yet I find it impossible to tell you how perfect she is, or why she is so perfect: suffice it to say she has captivated all my senses.”
Goethe – The Sorrows of a Young Werther
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In some brief spells
Of reality
Not once
In while
Not twice
Not frequent enough though
I can feel
Loved and wanted
Even desired
Sometimes
By people
(not a singular case)
I love and want
More
In my life
Or even desire
But I go around
Talking about You
Hurting them
And estrange
I have broad
Horizons
In my head
And in my sight
Matters of life
Which fascinate me
And exite
And … matter
And are ground-breaking
And timeless
Even eternal
And I’m putting them
Aside
Narrowing my mind
To that constant
Internal
Dialogue
With You
Knowing You
Don’t listen
And probably
Will never want
To understand
I have hundreds
Thousands may be
People in need
Who need
Me
My expertise
I know them
Their problems
Inside out
They know me
And trust
And listen
And all I want
Is to preach
About the things
In You
You don’t want to know
About
Yet
They say
“Love is insane”
And they think
It’s a “catchy phrase”
People with
Limited perspective
And small-boxed
Feelings
But yes
Like cocaine
Being fun
First
Love then
Wrongly attributed
Can destroy you
Me
Always does