sometimes, still, in windswept dreams
he finds her living in his head
watery and fiery
in vivid lust he long thought dead
she who loved only herself and
left him with her heart of stone
since he hates her now, he’s thinking
can’t she leave his dreams alone?
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Owen "Beleaguered" Servant (a/k/a Sibelius Russell) writes poetry mostly, with an occasional pause to have a seizure.
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