Erotic Transference In Essence
Could this be?
Or is it just me?
Conversations which fill me up with glee,
Don't you see?
He cares about my feelings, pulling at my heartstrings.
Thoughts of him keep lingering in my innermost being.
Confusion.
Could it be a mere illusion?
From my childhood seclusion?
Intrusive thoughts. Subconscious thoughts?
Overwhelmed and distraught. Thinking alot.
What was his purpose? To bring what to the surface?
My unmet needs to better help my seed?
Can't you see
What you are doing to me?
Not letting me be.
Taking over my mind, pushing rewind.
My present is now blind. My past was never kind.
Forced back in time.
Unmet needs. No good deeds. Everyone in my life flees.
Can't you see, what you are doing to me?
What was your purpose?
Did you have a hidden agenda?
Did you want to get in touch with the childhood Brenda?
Confused. Abused. Neglected. Rejected.
Is that what you wanted from me for you to see?
My heart is telling my soul that was not your inteded goal.
There's more.
More than what meets the eye,
So please don't be shy.
Accept what is and what was.
Let's call it for what it is.
True Love.
Forget proper etiquette,
Let's just accept as to why we met.
Erotic Transference In Essence?
Let's just wait and see once we are in each others presence.
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