Our love is ordered by liars inside the obsessive backward canvas of my mind.
Secretly, I'm suspicious of your distant selfless purring of affection.
Smile at me beloved mistress of distorted TV screen.
(I see how you look at me. You could never lie. Voices in my head.)
My love is focused obsessive boundary-less Fantasy Partner I'm trailing behind you.
Wanting to hear words.
Closed lips speak.
Speak to me!
Following, creating the shapes with the shadows.
Holding you from behind.
Stalking you through your make-believe world.
Daydream Lover, Princess of my life.
Following your every move.
Murder for the starts inside your eyes beloved bride.