Mind of a Serial Killer Iii
While you were away I roamed inside your home today
my mind and memories on photoplay
I found your roses in the trash starting to decay
I already knew your lover had strayed
Each room is so much like you I can smell your sweet perfume
of the honeydew it is so you
I see you sleep on satin sheets 'oh' I want so much to play
as I lay upon them dreaming of our special day
I touch your clothes so soft and see them on you as you pose
this vision so strong I fall to my knees wanting you exposed
I start to weep my heart hurting at every beat
knowing I can't wait much longer I feel so incomplete
Some would say I'm insane or act a little strange
but so untrue I'm very constrained and by no means deranged
You are my Sweet Divine even though you are blind to me
but when we meet you will see for this I guarantee!
Do you feel me? Do you want more?
3/15/2015 part 3 T Reams
Copyright © Tammy Reams | Year Posted 2015
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