Imaginary Lover

She's perfect - but only imaginary in my arms

Imaginary Lover

I have talked about the concern

the concern for my heart feeling left alone

the mind creating an imaginary lover

a lover who is mine and only mine

the lonliness too often makes my heart burn

I am afraid it just might turn to stone

seeking asylum underneath the cover

satisfaction is guaranteed every time

though she is the perfect woman

more perfect than I could ever deserve

she takes my every breath I breathe

asks me to love her in every single way

her lips are like strawberries bloomin'

dangerous because of all her tight curves

anything she whispers to me I believe

I ask her to visit me every single day

I reach to touch her but she is not there

I never get to hear her magic song

her gut string strums on a moonbeam

I cannot tell her how much I love her

that's the sad part of this love affair

is when I awaken and she has gone

once again she was just a dream

a pillow of my mind my imaginary lover

Gomer LePoet ....

Author's Note

Imaginary Lover - Atlanta Rhythm Section

Reviews

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There you go making me cry again. This so sad, but ya know I don't think your the only one with an imaginary lover. Gosh, Even I seem to have one. hahahehe But shhhhhhhhhhhh don't tell anyone.
My pillow becomes my imaginary lover at times. lol

I cannot tell her(how) much I love her

David you never cease to amaze me of how you can freely just pour your heart out the way you do.
As I have said so many times, I love the way you write, hey love your songs/singing too.

This was a sad but very nicely written piece.