Rose Dust

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Rose Dust

Rose Dust
I have danced in the bed of ruse dust
where lust was always made, 
I found myself playing the hand that Dark Angel gave, 
where I patently waited in a darken room, 
holding on to my heart praying I never loss it, 
every summer of late June, 
I could see the sky innovation so quickly 
Into that cold September, I will always remember, 
While the night slowly moved along, 
My mind played back that sad old song, 
while I counted the days of the torment he gave
I could see all those times you had given me roses
they turned black into rose dust, 
It was like the Universe started changing 
to a place of darkness where love could never shine through, 
I remember his eyes while I walked away, 
Oh, the pain he gave to me out into that cold September rain, 
My life never was the same; 
I thought maybe love will shine it light on me, 
But nothing came my way but only darken dreams, 
Oh, how he made me scream, 
things are never what they seem, 
I would always take many walks by the sea, 
Dark Angel, names the sea after me, 
the moon he names too, 
I could always feel his eyes upon me, 
I would look around but I could never see him, 
But I know he is near bring on fear, 
he is always following me, 
every time he looks at me, I could tell he has 
no care in his eyes for anything, 
his heart is could as ice and he isn't very nice, 
at times, he surprises me when he gives me roses, 
then he would say; Moonlight give you heart to me! 
Shed you tears and let them fall, 
I will drink them up like white wine, 
Come Moonlight, let me see you care for me, 
then he would whisper in my ear, I will always be your king
you will always be my queen in darken dreams, 
you will never escape me; 
then I looked at him saying I could never give my heart 
to a slander as you, 
Oh, how the angry wind started to cry at me again, 
Then Dark Angel, taken hold of my hands, 
Then we started dancing upon the wet blood stained sand, 
while he started give out his commands, 
the rain started pouring down, 
the sea started making weird sounds, 
that is when I had fallen into the arms of he
the one who calls himself my king.
Poetic Judy Emery © 2017
The Queen of Darken Dreams Poetic Lilly Emery

Copyright © | Year Posted 2017

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