I dreamt us up late one night.
perfecting your features in my sleep.
softening the words left out of sight,
making valid this shallow leap
..of faith
..of lust
of pure star dust.
the planets align for you, my love.
like a snake in a cage
you escaped in a second.
you toy with my rage
until your master beckons.
she is tall and bitter
with hair dark as depression.
no wonder you follow her.
she is a picture of perfection.
yet here i am, dreaming
of the times spent in bed.
where you had me believing
it wasn't all in my head.
"...dark as depression..."
I like this image. I am always on the lookout for darkness well said and this is one - write on! ~allets~