Love Can Be a Dagger
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Copyright Protected, ID 09-1580-256-21
All Rights Reserved, 2023, Constance La France
Written September 21, 2023
For the International Contest, Mocking The Dead
Sponsor, Silent One, Judged 09/29/2023
First Place
once your touch would make me tremble
your lips on mine an ecstasy dance
I gave you my heart until you hurt me
so I turned away from you and your cruelty
now, news of your death shakes the ocean of my sleep
and I recall the sweetness among the dregs of our love
I am weeping, broken, and seek revenge
so, I am making a journey to your grave
in a sea of headstones my heart is drowned in memory
I find you and I am filled with scorn and hate
for years I have waited for this moment to mock you
to speak unkind words ... I want to scream
but I kneel- someone has left a beautiful bouquet blooming
well, so what pathetic man that someone loved you
you were a coldhearted cruel man
unworthy of any woman's love
I close my eyes and see your handsome face
those devouring eyes then, I see your evil smile
you only wanted to possess, not love
to conquer, then, throw away, to leave your lover shattered
oh, how I have wanted to seek some kind of revenge
your were a horrible, evil man, I am sure Heaven locked the gate
you have destroyed too many women with your fake promises
I am weeping as the birds chirp and chatter
and the wind whispers and leaves rustle
waves of grief crash over me like great ocean waves
oh, you brutal man deep inside me I still loved you
I stand, touch your name and turn away
for mocking the dead
does not bring peace to the heart . . .
Copyright © Constance La France | Year Posted 2023
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