Hallucinatrix Chronicles
There's something wrong with you my dear.
I don't know what it is.
The voices say it's in your stare.
I touch it in your kiss.
I saw you looking at your hands,
while sitting by the fire.
I wonder if you're making plans
to light my funeral pyre?
The way your eyes are glinty black
as bright as onyx stars,
does fill me with a sudden dread,
I sense your inner wars.
Out there across the prairie
the wind,the rain,the storm....
but in here by my loved one,
I should be safe from harm.
Yet lately you've been changing,
you smile when you're alone,
right now your face by candle light
is chilling to the bone.
I'll wrap our past around me,
Sweet memories I'll keep,
and take off out across the plains.................
or kill you in your sleep.
Copyright © Johnette Loefgren | Year Posted 2006
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