End of a Dream

End of a Dream

A Poem by butterfly

I stumble upon a grave
It makes me wake
As I realize the end of my last life has been remembered today
I died for you, I died for love
He will never understand that I was true
What he was looking for, I will never know.
He captured a piece of my soul
I was just doing my thing
I sleep, I rise, I work, I sing
He is my demon love
I am an angel from above
He took my body with his hands in a glove
I couldn't resist the feeling of the touch
I can feel his hands on my breast
I can feel his breath on my neck
I wrap him in my arms
No one will take him from my side
He is my eternal prize. 
I walk on down the way. I hear a bird.
She closes her eyes. Does dreams flood her mind like mine?
I thought I was safe but from him I could not hide
I wanted to love him. He was the dream for my life.
I like it when he is in-between my thighs
Why do naughty things feel so nice?
Now I haven't heard from him in a few days
I feel he may have gotten all he needs
Leaving me with a broken heart that bleeds
As, I come to the end of a dream. 

© 2017 butterfly


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There are some persons that you thought will stay but they'll just leave some footsteps and then gone away. Well penned by the heaven sent kiss of an angel

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