Desiring a Dream

by cassie hughes   Feb 5, 2015


I know that this is just a dream,
an unwanted emotion that draws
upon my weakness and makes
my heart beat faster when I see your face.
Yet, deep inside I can not stop
the emotional blackmail within.
I hate surrenders.
My head will not allow
my heart to fall, my heart ignores the
suicidal faces in my mind.
Is this how souls are captured?
By love that creeps so stealthily
upon them that they never see the
danger till too late.
She breaks.
My heart was almost proof enough
against your heady wiles,
but in the end the dream was far too
tempting to resist and now I'm left
with ashes where desire burned
once brightly in my soul.

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  • 2 years ago

    by Ben Pickard

    "My was almost proof enough against your heady wiles" = wjat a great line. Well written.