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My Poem
Could you picture a night more perfect? So deserted, so serene
I loved your voice before but now I love your sexy scream.
I smell the dying leaves as they crunch under my feet
the clouds unfold like fingers. Breaking through the tree top canopy
The Moon sliced open as it bled on the path in front of me.
I share my secrets with the night. Whispers tossed into the breeze
Thirsty creatures drink them up. They may listen but cannot speak.
Shadows dance & sway like puppets on their strings
it’s just you & I however the eyes on the trees never sleep.
Your stab wounds still leak every time your heart pumps a beat
your eyes roll back as you struggle to breathe
your hands & feet bound. Your chest barely heaves.
I like what I see. You need to know
I love what I do. It’s your time to go
