A Tale of Two Hearts

Woven with your strings,i found no escape from your obsession. Ones that left me sentenced to thinking as i committed you to memory and stayed vigil in wait for your return. Hallucinations from the spells you cast on me. Those times when i froze in wait for your love and heard the wolves scavenge in the cold. While i drew your pillow close and drew images of you in the dark. And in my dreams i could not get enough of you because i bred and fed thoughts of you from the hunger of your touch. But you were everything i thought you never would be for you left me straining my eyes at every apparition. And in all my efforts i lost while bestowed with desparation. With the dawn fading into day and the orange skies losing grip to dark. My long for your warm breath on my neck and the rollicking feel of your skin with mine. But i guess that is just me thinking out of the blue and baking memories brown because it was long due,this bitter tale of our hearts.