I dreamt of a place far from here
He and I holding hands,
Loving truly
Pure love unleashed.
Parting from this hate filled world
A sanctuary of our own,
Pain cannot reach us.
In reality
when I look in your eyes
I don't see the same person looking back at me.
I see a coarse corpse of who we were.
Trying to reive the love we had is tearing me apart.
In our sanctuary,
we are perfect, invincible.
Sitting as queen and king in our castle.
Only inhabited by you and I
Side by side
For all of eternity.
But in reality,
We are still slaves to pain
And nothing I can do,
Can keep you by my side.
Lost Lover
Another wish you had stayed poem? Time to turn the pge perhaps. Still, great expressive king/queen in castle write - no plumbing, no deodorant, no real soap, no running water, no showers...lots of flies in castles (unless you mean Buckingham today) smile ;D ~~A~~