Tuesday, May 15, 2007

The Dress

I despise the feel of the fabric's tease
against your skin as she pretends to please
She opens your heart to destroy our hope
drawing you in on her thickening rope
Choke my breath with that smile on her lips
when you leave her cheek with a goodnight kiss
I am so silent, completely sleepless
She is dreaming in her pretty new dress

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