No such thing as a dream catcher
when the shades are drawn
to keep the light out
and all that stays too long
like an uninvited guest
are laugh lines
we tend to ignore
so I close my eyes
and conjure images
to rattle the narcissus
I hold so dear
all hopes for clear days and
loving nights
...oh yes such a romantic
heart strings pulled
I'm wearing you on my sleeve
best dress and high heels
stretch for miles
in candle light
lines crossed and long legs
your image becomes a sweet blur
I'm so ready to burn...
© 2013 Trilby
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