What's It Like?

What is it like knowing
You’re the fantasy for someone else?
That everything you strive to be
Is perfection in someone’s eyes?
Your tears from laughter and sadness
Touches the depth of someone’s heart?
Knowing the image of your body
is burned in someone’s mind?
Knowing that nothing is wrong
In the way your soul speaks
Your eyes search
Heart sings
Body moves?
What is it like knowing that?