Under Your Spell

My love was magical, under the spell of your deception With every breath I take, you were one step closer to killing my heart Thoughts of us, used to make me dream of heaven Now my dreams are to send you to hell You’re a fading vision, a man in prison, as I was blinded by your charm Understanding now, you're the devil, is soothing to my broken wings I used to cry, I will never fly, you took it all away If I could I would hold you tight, and choke you till you pay I whisper prayers, every night, lord forgive my vengeful heart I wish to be free of bitter feelings he instilled deep within my soul I lie awake as tears fall down; he stole my faith in man I just thank god, that now he’s serving, ten years in a federal can Notes: Again Tim Smith was kind enough to allow me to write a different poem based on his poem and the title, thank-you. I recommend you read his poem first before this one. With a touch of humor I started to write this from a woman’s point of view and the opposite of new love, from a stagnated relationship. However as I was writing, it made me think of Ray Rice and his now wife Janay that he belted in an elevator, and upon discussing with Tim, we decided to dedicate this poem to battered woman, and pray that society will condone this behavior. Sept 9, 2014