CAMELOT FANTASIES

It's raw
Choking back the tears
Sobbing which seems to elevate the fears
Deep down I know better
Unknown why I've been feeling sadder
Time is the healer
Yet I'm taking many steps back
Need to be insular
Strong propensity to hide
Cradling in the fetal position
Music playing
Lamenting rendition
Writing not to make sense
Moving the hand
Activates the chakra of the heart
Smell of bouquet of flowers
Invites me to her visits
There is a small part of me
That senses her sending
Her love
That's all she really ever wanted
To be loved
Really loved for her unique self
I loved her
Only to discover
Much of her
Is me

~Divine