Uncertainty in his manner or his appearance,
what I see, or how he spoke to me,
held so much uncertain,
was he real or just a nightmare?
when he stared into my eyes
I felt he had given me a tranquilizing drug,
when I had woken down into a dark slope of a hill
this could not be real!
my body is in so much pain
I was left in an emotional nightmare of rain.
when I leaned forward I started to cry
I felt I was about to die
I couldn't believe my eyes
when I see his eyes looking back into mine.
- Judy Emery © 1980 The Queen Of Darken Dreams Poetic Lilly Emery
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DARK ANGEL AND MOONLIGHT
FantasyThis is a fiction poem book mixed with the old and the new,.