imaginated

Imaginated

 

　

　

　

　

　

Standing alone in wisping winds

Thinking my thoughts, but is it a sin?

Wanting something I do not have

Wondering if thinking can do this deed

 

Close my eyes and feel the breeze

Smell the grass and hear the trees

Concentrate and think of this “her”

Then I hear the rains stir

 

I imagine and see it arise!

Something in an unimaginable size

Forming from a nothing in seems

Light appearing from one of many moonbeams

 

Swirling and melting together

The form of a human is poured into the light beam mold

Dripping down to fill the holes

Then lifting up to each drop of thought taking their roles

 

So then my eyes open and winds have utter stop

Looking straight ahead towards hills top

She stands there in triumph of new life

She was created from thinkings so right

 

Standing a medium tall and body so thin

One small glance and my eyes let her in

Curves enough and face softly round

Proportionate with a figure so sound

 

Eyes ashift in dark brown and fogged green

The orange ring something unseen

Hair beautiful brown with streaks of blonde and blood red

Making some staring with words to not be said

 

Standing there with imagination still dripping off

How could she be created from my thoughts?

All I did was wished and wished

This perfect mate with a tender kiss

 

She stares and tears and seems so fair

I made this girl I see

She was what I say is “imaginated”

Just to be there with me…..