The Sweet Illusion

I still think of you In different ways Like holding a razor blade Delicately Knowing every thing it can do knowing what it can do if held too tightly I put pressure on it sometimes Just reminding myself of your kiss Cold But with pressure, so much feeling I still think of you Before and after Not during our entanglement I blink See you alone Fragile, uncertain I blink again Longer this time I see you as a wolf Stalking prey Choosing me over all others Choosing me Then others I blink again Holding my eyes longer After Alone again But not alone Trapped Aching and lost Needing me And not needing me I still think of you Always will When i need pain When love needs explaining As darkness fades And grows I think of you And know.... I'm thinking of myself