Waterfalls and Nightmares
"WATERFALLS AND NIGHTMARES"
I was in bed naked when she walked in.
she leaned in to fix the pillow behind my head.
her breasts stared at me like owls of the night
from an unintentional opening in her blouse.
I grabbed both of them, she looked at me
expressionless.
back she went and dropped her jeans.
she had no underwear.
she threw a leg and placed herself just above
my knee.
she moved, making herself feel good.
I could see just how fast it was all coming
together and every thought she had ever had
about me was about to be as real as the black
heart of the man who destroyed her.
"wait... we can't do this. we can't. you belong to
her," she said.
she pulled herself away, stared at me, lost in
the war she was now in...
then, she left.
sometime that afternoon, I walked into my
room and laid back on my bed.
I felt something firm when I suddenly couldn't
move my legs to the other side.
I pulled the blanket back, there she was with
a smile that the gods themselves would hang
over their fireplace.
she was wearing a sheer lingerie gown that
was covered in lilac.
the gods had given her to me but as quickly
as they giveth they taketh away.
I woke up, alone in bed, left with nothing but
the world and it's disappointments.
the gods at the bar got liquored up and laughed
as I turned blue.
love is a red lipstick kiss on a cocktail napkin.
love is a phone number on a cocktail napkin.
love... everything on a cocktail napkin smeared
by the drops from your glass.
By: Chicano Eddie
3172017
Copyright © Chicano Eddie | Year Posted 2017
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