Consummated
I’m not clever and you’re naïve.
Choices weighed, decisions made,
You can’t fix things if you leave.
It was real but will never again be.
Promises told, futures sold,
You lost your right to call me.
Years of stories and coffee dates
Lattes wasted, love tasted,
Sharing in the demon’s fates.
You picked a side and drew your line.
Lost salvation, no revelation,
Eternally chained to her shrine.
I hope you find what you're looking for.
Copyright © Lyndsay Dupont | Year Posted 2008
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