Illusions captivating my mind,
creating passages towards my emotions,
stench of a wonderful aroma,
as we lay on your soft firm bed,
the great vibes our body create,
flesh to flesh,
a magic moment,
at moments glance of the future,
a magic moment,
only viewed in segments,
as a blinking eye,
a switch,
switching lights off and on,
only for and instance,
after having sight,
love is not present,
as a cheating couple
we share our adoration,
lack of knowledge
of how much pain fills my heart,
how much the essence wants to die,
to have on mind,
is only a delusion,
only a dream,
heart unable to react,
having knowledge of the mirage,
yet to the rear of his mind,
your image he can not store,
missing the stench,
the soft tones of your body,
it still adores you,
you his great dream and delusion
-che