Who are you really
My imaginary lover
Fantasized from romance novels
Cobbled together from Disney fairy tales, teen magazines
Then Sex and the Citified imaginings
Gorgeous, perfect, full of lust, eager to please
I see only you, seeing me
I want you so, to want me
If I’m brutally honest
There’s no point to you
Except to make my life complete
I’ve granted you no needs, no other life
Other than satisfying mine
If you really did exist
You’d essentially be my servant
I think I’ll stick with real life romance for today
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