Tuesday, July 23, 2013

The Libertine

Your creeping charm invaded me,
Your burning eyes belayed the truth,
Your penny words were cloaked marauders,
Feigning love, pretending ruth.
Pretending ruth.

Stealing through innocent night,
Your dark cape furled about you,
With no intention but blight,
You plunged your dagger into me through and through.
Into me through and through.

I lay here bleeding,
Across so many memories.
I lay here dying,
Across a walk now cold and gray.
Now cold and gray.

You stole my breath and didn’t give it back.

You wrote my effigy before we even met.

You played my heart like it was a card in your deck.

And you smiled as I was broken by your comfort.

You murdered me with my own hope.

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