Obsession

Haunted
By the immutable images
Of my dream world

Haunted 
By the horrifying images
Of the images of my age

Haunted 
By the green dreams 
Of erected dreamers
Far from Hughes’s
Developing dreams

Haunted 
By the words 
Of the quick lover

Haunted
By the lover
Who quits my wet lips
To offer to a series of men
The same words and lips
And heart, and Heats

Haunted
By the lies, sighs, bites
Of the lover

And nothing else in return!
And she seems to say
I’ll control your life!
Haunted
But still love and hold you
And will never let you go
Copyright © | Year Posted 2014

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