No such thing as a dream catcher,
when the shades are drawn to keep
the light out – I dream on and on
And all that stay too long, like an uninvited
guest or laugh lines we tend to ignore.
I close my eyes and conjure images
To rattle the narcissist I hold so dear.
all my hopes are for calmer days
and loving nights
…oh yes I remain such a romantic
Heart strings tighten, I wear you on my
sleeve. best dress and high heels stretch
for miles in the glow of candle light
Lines and long legs crossed. your image
floats in a blinding haze of a funeral pyre
I am ready to burn…
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