..My RAW

i'm thinking of a an outcome semblance
when I think of you
a buffoon,
a funny little clown,
a loving significant Don,
a heedful admirer,
a liking giant of my own.
my emotion.

never dream of having you
but i have an imaginative thoughts about you
am I selfish not willing to share?
nor taking the risk?
but you unselfishly willing to hash out
your life with me.
an sprightliness i have.

fend off this
simply because I'm afraid,
to leave you
to lose you
and to love you.
anguish by all means
is nothing than leaving someone
dearly.
my loveseat.

forthwith, i take away things in desirable manner,
thinking of you is just an apple bite,
but crying josh dodging for lolly
and a popsicle with a bitter taste,
am afraid of loosing you.
my lallapalooza.

a cognizant affair
you did in a heartfelt way.
a quantify of no importance
but a process known through the senses
rather than deceiving.
my calorie-free companion.
a tête-à-tête we shared.