Her feral eyes greet, my anguishing touch
A rush beneath, where lovers meet.
I dare to sleep, or she will go
It's greed, I know, though her I'll keep.
My eyes wide shut; I fight the nod
For if I do, then I may wake
And begone from, this whispering dream
Then her, from me; my God to take.
I kill her soft, for this to last
As she clasps upon, my hammering loft.
I break apart, her ravenous seam
Her screams; a drug, to which I'm a feign.
My will to please, as hers to give
I cherish this dream, as I'm not asleep.
Though I fall into, my nightmares deep
A place of chaos, it's all I know.
A murder of crows, guide me through
A graveyard of tombs, row upon row.
Colourless, dim and full shade
The sound of pain; it's only hymn.
I call her name, whilst fighting shadows
They succumb into, the ground below.
It is raining acid, that burns so cold
Though my body, dares to know.
Upon a cliff, I gaze The Man
His charcoal cloak, for it's the grim.
I climb to him, though he walks away
High held, my chin; it's not today.
Awoken by, the smell of want
It daunts me, that dreams come and go.
I pull the sheets, to uncover skin
Broken by sin, in last nights song.
I found her, as she lays here with me.
I pull her close, with my arms around her.
Her tame eyes greet, my calming touch.
We touch beneath, where lovers meet.
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Tainted From a Broken Heart - Poems
PoetryWhen one has their heart broken one too many times, then they become prone to letting go the next person they fall for a little easier. Possibly they no longer feel or maybe they fear from it happening again. Emotionally numb or snake bitten, their...
