"Desperado Love"
I feel it, i hear it, i can even taste it..
Yet when i reach for it,it is not there..
I want it so badly, can it be i imagine it?
Is it all a show, will it ever be real?
Whom can we trust?
How can we not trust?
To see it is to believe it, to hear it is  to want it,
tasting is devine...
To finally touch it, and cradle it, would be heaven unto itself..
So many shapes, and forms it does take
So many ways  to misconstrue it, I am a master at                     misconstrueing..
Soon, Oh I hope very soon the sweet torment will be over..
Then i can touch it, and know it, for what it truely is!
Karen