You hide in the shadows of my dreams.
Cold and silent, watching me.
Every night I see you lurk and stare
Surrounded, yet when I cry there's no one there.
I feel you pulling and must give in,
For I have no choice and can never win.
My battle with you must have an end near,
For no woman should spend every night in fear.
Too late it is for these words when you take me,
Into one of you I fear you will make me.
You take with you a hand once mine,
And there I'll stay, unchanged by time.
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Lordpeace
19:32 May 28 2009
lovely evocative great work