You are an illusion. Nothing but illusion. Ignite each cell inside of me; A single thought about you - like music Soothes my soul as freshly brewed chamomile tea. I idealize someone far and distant Unrealized and unrequited love. A deepest feeling and admiration that doesn’t bend to reasoning at all. Illusion. There’s nothing on the horizon. A boundless love, an overwhelming lust A desperate craving, a passionate longing All but a fantasy that turns to dust. No boundaries, no barriers, no endpoint. A fantasy that captivates inner existence The imagination of possible and unrealistic. The illusion of your love is stubbornly persistent.