A very personal poem and my first for a long time.
A Hideous Spirit
A smiling face that hid loathsome strategies still haunts the shadows, lurking with predatory instinct, ravenous in relentless pursuit of impossible dreaming. A heart once embraced by lustful passion destroyed by a Vampire’s thoughtless scheming.
Hideous spirit, you took what was not yours to take. Your charm and transient grace would manifest fake. Fingers, dancing delicately over a heaving breast
with voluptuous elegance you conned my heart into feeling safe. Yet you tore it from my chest, splintering sensual pleasure for a lifetime of pain because you thought it best.
Now a cadaverous shell I lay, my heart at your feet on a canvas less painted in blood.
Pages of a life ripped from a spine-broke-book, fly like leaves cracking on a withering wind
blown in disarray across a dispassionate wasteland. Scattered to oblivion – a history lost to that look.
This is very powerfully moving, Paul; and I can relate well to the feelings expressed. Thank you for sharing this poetic offering. Love and peace. Regis
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Know the feeling well!!
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